rima fragmenta, Fragments of a Rift: Fifty Sonnets for Kevin - 9. a pentecostal flame

My God,

17 is the most gorgeous poetic description of making love I've ever read. 

And 18...how to transform making love into something akin to religion?

For the rest? I'm simply speechless and catching my breath.

4 hours ago, Georgie DHainaut said:

My God,

17 is the most gorgeous poetic description of making love I've ever read. 

And 18...how to transform making love into something akin to religion?

For the rest? I'm simply speechless and catching my breath.

Thank you, Goergie! Once again you read and encourage, and that's a very precious thing to me ❤️ 

You write of a fire that does not consume, but inspires, of lovemaking that does not spend itself, but burns for all time in the heart. In these two sonnets, that very fire is kindled not just in you, but in anyone who reads them, for who could resist their heat and spirit? These are magnificent.

2 hours ago, Parker Owens said:

You write of a fire that does not consume, but inspires, of lovemaking that does not spend itself, but burns for all time in the heart. In these two sonnets, that very fire is kindled not just in you, but in anyone who reads them, for who could resist their heat and spirit? These are magnificent.

Thank you, my dear friend. I seem to remember asking you, way back when, if you thought No. 18 was upsettingly sacrilegious. I guess now the answer is yes, but in a pleasing way