' Fire of Love ' by Thaddeus Hutyra

Kathleen Joel and Franky Bond
had long years of stormy love behind
throughout their sparking lives
splendid in musical overtures of all kind
effervescent, celestially amaranthine
Ever since they were teenagers
eager for adventures
they were entwined with each other
in every spare moment
whether in dark corridors
of their own school, then university
on disco floor or in the privacy of their homes
Their minds were on tremendous fire
as much as their hot bodies
Fire, fire, never ending fire
the fire of love borrowed from the stars
and under the watchful eye of the Moon

The years passed by in rapid order
they got married, had lovely kids
Yet they still desired each other
fire of love burning wild in them
Perhaps it was in their genes
because their kids once in teenage years
seemed to have their own lovers
twenty four hours round the clock

One day they had a nightly picnic
under the silvery rays of the Moon
watchful as ever, their best friend
The scintillating rays from the Moon
and iridescent from the further stars
were a philharmonic orchestra
a celestial one
They could touch the starry strings
and play the music of love as they wished

- ‘ You know my dear Franky Bond
I love you as much as then
when I was just a teenage girl ‘
- Kathleen Joel confessed the truth
he knew without a need to hear it
He gently kissed her on her cheeks
and then reached for her lips

They felt they were engulfed by fire of love
and did then unashamedly what they longed for
Although their bodies were no longer young
they still were young enough for love
the ripe fruits to delight with
under the watchful eye of the Moon
and starry, Californian skies

Once back in sitting positions
she resting on his enormous torso
Franky Bond thought he could answer her
what he did without hesitation
- ‘ My dearest Kathleen, you know
I love you even more than ever before
With every note of this starry orchestra
with every ray of these millions of melodies
I fall even deeper in love to you, believe me ‘

- ‘ Oh, my dear, how I long to you ! ‘-
- Kathleen Joel ardently whispered to him
She rubbed with her body against his body
sensually but strong enough to excite him again

He just kissed her and kept it so for a moment
till he again could say what he wanted to say
- ‘ You’re my symphony of love, Kathleen
my harp and violin, my trumpet and a guitar
my melody of love sweetest in the world
and entwined in all those starry melodies
Do you see all these starry rays, our melodies
the infinite melodies of love? We are like them !

Look and listen, my dearest lady of all
at the sparkling symphonies of stars
and the symphony of the silvery Moon
our own symphony, the symphony of love
They all cement themselves like we ourselves
into the Universe and us, us finally, my dear
We are part of all of these, our love as much ‘

The rest of the night there were the final overtures
of the sweetest ever symphony of life, and love