Primal scream

Both emerging from the shadows

Blinded by the sun

Blushing, shy, timid

Fire burning beneath

Scowling, impassive

Quiet and dark

Both waiting to be released

Wine moistened lips

Marked firmly by teeth

The taste of the flesh

The catalyst

The spark that ignites 

The fires deep within both

Finding the next gear

The cold steel 

The hessian

The sound of leather on skin

Floating

Snarling

The contrasts

Released, unfettered

By each other