Two humans, consumed by lust's fire,
Threw caution to the wind, their future's desire.
Their bodies moved in perfect harmony,
A masterpiece of flesh, yet a disaster to be.

Their hearts racing, minds rushing, blood pumping fast,
They saw beauty in their actions, but at what cost at last?
Months passed, and with each waiting day,
Came the real pain, the price they'd pay.

The painter stood, wondering, worrying, praying too,...