Dark side shelter

Spain- So far away

The dark side
Passed as a shelter
For the advance of guarded touches
Despite the lights
In the distance
The hour
might prevent
The passerby
From
The try
To look
At the divided
Figures
Cautious trace
Looking for a sign
Calculating all
Way beyond
What was needed
But both
Desperate to become
One
Uneasy grins
Thoughts furious flow
Through the mind
As each step closer offers
Opportunity
Or
Desperately Decimated
If they only could cease to see
With their eyes
And surrender
Desperately tiptoeing the tripwire
Of building desire
Desperately waiting
For the ignition of the smoldering
Then
The lean
As the lips of he
Pressed
Towards the full ripe longing lips
Of the she
Her eyes
filled with desire
Closed as she
Desire driven rushed
To meet his advancing embrace
Pulling him
Into her
Fire
Where
There was no lie