A/N: This was an experiment, a sestina written entirely in haiku. It came out rather repetitive, but each haiku and each complete stanza should stand alone. Something of an exercise in intellectual self-gratification, I'm afraid.

dancing bluebell flames

her arms shimmer in the sun

fire in her eyes

.

swift underground spring

irresistible river,

he quenches her strike

...

sudden blur, his strike

his hands dance around her flames

he glows like the sun

.

dynamic river

he can't be held by her eyes

brooding coiled spring

...

waiting, tensed to spring

listening, feeling for a strike

(he distains his eyes)

.

plunges into flames

curves away like a river

blinding as the sun

...

her eyes gleam like sun

shining off a rushing spring,

azure flame-river

.

earthquake in his strike

her world dissolves in gold flames

shining in her eyes

...

shaded onyx eyes

soak up the warmth of the sun

return it in flames

.

gushing like a spring

inevitable, his strike

divides her river

...

like a smooth river

energy between their eyes,

a flow, not a strike

.

blazing like the sun,

they vibrate, connected spring

burns with inner flames

...

gold flames like the sun,

both close eyes, prepared to spring,

river drowns her strike