An Inter-elemental Engagement

When I hold you
you melt.
But I do not think of loss
or death,
as the sun sinks you
into my skin.

When I find only fluid
between you and me-
I do not think of tears
or grieving
for a form you once possessed.

Despite the futility of our embraces
on summer days,
when the entire Earth boils-
You still kiss my neck
with cold lips
and sacrifice.

And when distant grandchildren
beg me for the meaning of life
I will remember our love-
that transcended temperature.
When it was my warm skin
transforming into water-
the compromise of our souls.