no one is happier than the village idiot's blog: "My Writing"

Her:

I struck a match, lit the candle
Shadows showed me my love
Warm, waiting, smiling

I paused to absorb
Feelings of love flooded me
Overwhelmed my meager nerves

Frozen in the spark in your eye,
bird to your snake I stood.
Then, bidden, I moved to you

Him:

The darkness was swept aside
as you flickered in matchlight
the flare subsided, to candle glow
my breath with it.

Matchlight flared, I gasped aloud
your beauty shone in the glare
Candle-glow shadows on your skin
my breath deepened in the warmth of it.