The Wedding

Fire and water want to marry each other,
no longer a life like sister and brother.
Their passion had been born centuries ago,
she has to burn, he has to flow.

Her long red hair burns like never ending flames,
and his cold wet flowing body has many names.
Their wish to touch grow higher and higher,
and they don't take care, wether water nor fire.

Her flames look like thousands of rushing fireballs,
and he can't stop his lust and he raises up big and tall.
She laughs as he meets her and when she feels his touch,
he burns in love and he grows so much.

She weeps black tears and they darken their place,
and he spirits away through her hot embrace.
The earth loses two of their four elements.
Mankind has to go away, this is the consequence.

The Wedding is a poem about passion which ends deathly not for both but for a whole planet. Mother Earth is a powerful planet with its three children fire, water and air. Sometimes the children are sweet and handsome to their mother and sometimes they are naughty. When water plays with fire and the other way round then it could be that we have to leave our wonderful planet.
In spring 2005 I received again an invitation from The International Society of Poetry to take part at a poetry meeting in Washington D.C. at Hilton Hotel. I could read my poem about a dangerous love between fire and water there and received success.