Metaphorically Speaking! Poem by Mark Heathcote

Let these ashes fan a voracious desire
Let her searing hot flames garb me
I should take off all my clothes
And discard them into her fire
'Naked, I should walk into her life
With nothing overtly savage to hide'.

Together, may we dance into the afterlife?
As man and wife, all passions satisfied
Heart sated, our minds beginning to meld
Souls entwined in radiance—soldered divine.
Warming-other-to-other love unparalleled
Be her—my 'mild, merciful' doting Clementine.