Poetry on Wings

On the beach
The night is hot.
She stands secretly
By the fire,
Burning every trace
From where she came,
Surrendering to earth
Beyond belief.

Her  blood
Spills down
Upon the flames
To stain the sand
Where he once stood
Lit by another
More ancient fire.

She kneels down
To reclaim
Her lost peace
Before the alter
Disappears,
In smoke and ashes

Returning her new blood
To alien green!