love is strong

the movement of fire, internal

bellied up and beating in the chest, rising

to guttural cry, deep and throaty.

a warrior’s love,

no fear of death, 

even life dissolves, within 

desire

: enamored,

each moment made

new by nearness.

amore è forte

mirrored by biceps and bulging breasts,

open hearts,

rendered,

empty, awaiting the piercing arrow,

dying. happy.