Part the dark with an arc
Beginning with a spark
Call this a material love
Leather scent and smoke
Shielded gas fields afloat
Burnt wire fires the flame
Her red skin feels no pain
Atoms raped and singed
Let ionic bondage begin
Mesmerizing
The dancing bright
Attacking atoms out of sight
Her cold shell of hard steel
Heat and pressure fight
Bond her bare metal at will
Metal sparks cut loose flying
As I feel her steel will dying
Arc burn as if the sun
Two metals become one
In her heat affected zone
Smokey steel clouds moan
Against his stinger gun
Electrode or tungsten tig
The wire fed down in mig
Electroslag or electro flux
Laser beam or acetylene
Heated scenes cannot refrain
Her hot metal must be tamed
Making metal understand
Her structural body
Belongs to man
Under the welder hood
Light releases dark
Moisture begins to splay
As puddles burn it away
Filling her cracks and lines
Strengthening her rigid spine
Carbon based and stainless steel
Hot metal moments are fulfilled
Adding material from above
The long electrode of love
Pulling off hood from head
Laying his leather in her nude bed
