Monday, 24 June 2013


Patiently we waited for that
perfect place and time,
however structured or spontaneous,
we knew it’d be sublime.

Not wanting any of the passion
and heat to subside,
only trusting that our presence
would unequivocally preside.

In sync with the gentle rhythm
of your heart as we held hands,
my mind delights as you tantalize me
in your delicate red lace.

Enamored with your silken skin
and warm soft sighs
it’s you I desire most tonight,
as you melt into my minds vision!

Someone told me, you only go where your mind has been
I have been into your world a few trips
Wonder whether my foot will rest there
Where the sands are collected for rests

Passion to live
Passion to love
Passion to laugh

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