By Noel Ihebuzor and Susan Daniels
Dense with entropy, warm interplay
life’s strumming is thermal,
made in heat and made with heat
beginning in fusion and fission of stars
heat riots everywhere, all ways
stored in bonds and energy fields and folds
Heat, energy, pure warming
source and inspirer of life
your touch sparks us and enflamed, we glow
the slow movement to love is fever, seething
body temperatures rising
(Like cold blooded creatures
Basking on sun teased stone, slowly warming)
and thickening blood like magma;
forest fires on skin
our flowing emotions awakened too;
relationships are about heat energy and transfers
warm glowing when souls converse and caress
when bodies melt, flow and fuse,
the scorching joy song of molten gold passion
yes, the constant shifts within us and without us
in traded heat;
radiations, convections and conductions
we conduct, we conduce the flow
nodding to the first law,
nothing made or lost, only changed
from one form to another
high energy charged points to lower points,
seeking release
we free and burn slowly
and with caution
Rising beyond limits, you transform to scorch,
burn, melt all matter past form and shaping;
shuddering volcanoes, molten heat as rage reigns
everything in its path ashes
and twisted metal;
what took years to frame consumed by flames
and past all salvage
Heat energy change
throwing sparks, breath of TOR,
blazing like thunder, causing conflagrations, blazing and burning
Hot burning scorching when hurt installs hate
and envy, spears, poisoned arrows fly, flames burn down
Better flash fires than maximum entropy;
where, lifeless, immobile
we drift further, with no sparking between us
in slow, heavy heat death;
ice cold and indifferent when separated lovers, love burnt out,
now strangers co-habit the same space
invade their naked bodies and feel nothing,
no warmth, no flow, no energy
save ice particles on bodies seeping from the cracks of frozen hearts
***another in our series from physics, hope you enjoy the warmth of this one! I know I did…Again, Noel’s voice is in bold, mine italicized.
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Susan’s voice comes through again in this duet bringing with it a steady stream of warming energy!
…and Noel’s–what can I say but his voice flows and rolls like lava–gorgeous and unstoppable! Well done, partner in poetry!
Well hell….I was all ready to ask for a post coital cigarette; now all i want is a blanket. How fickle is love…how sad to see the flame turn to ice…and how utterly brilliant!
no smokes here, sorry…..Yes, brilliant move there, I thought.
yes…and my smoke was figurative. you know this! 😉
lol, I know–I am just so bleeping PROUD of myself 🙂
you should be bloody bleepin’ proud!
🙂
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Complex and yet so simple … drowning me in its magic !!!
🙂 thanks so much! We loved crafting it!
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