I remember our long walk
the deep, hallowed night
I remember the sharp wind
urging me to stay alive
We had killed fire
to relive darkness
The spirits would enter us
howling with passion
We would be tempted
cajoled, threatened
But the will of life 
has power
Far to the distance
flame sparked the hilltops
Our bodies
their spirits
spun, leapt, loved
Craving our touch
they revealed their secrets