Both men span in a plethora of circles
and brought themselves close again,
the space between them felt electric,
heated and intimate.
Vines climbed up the walls of the surrounding
Castle ruin and crowns of flowers bloomed
in their hair. They both stopped, their gazes locked
and their lips met like the ocean and sky in the horizon.
As the sun fell behind the trees, the colours
of the walls darkened and the ghosts of the
two men melted into the shadows.