Passion

There was no time for words

No need of them to be sure

The truth was there, waiting

Clear as an open door

The moment felt so real, such

A connection couldn’t be a lie

I could see her soul in ecstasy

From the glimmering in her eye

 

There’s no describing it, the

Feeling roused from a spark

With its vibrant radiance

Chasing away the dark

Vivid image trapped;

Mind holding still the time

Begging to capture this precious,

Trembling taste of the sublime

 

And there in her arms

Head pressed against her breast

I listened to her heartbeat;

Felt the rising of her chest

Raptured by her aura

Engulfed in her lyrical scent

Whispered touch, then tender kiss

Our passion made its ascent.

Published by Cara Amy Goldthorpe

Entrepreneur, earth warrior, storyteller and lawyer, with a mission to promote ways of living harmoniously on this planet.

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