Dreaming of the delight of passion…

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As the darkness demanded my slumber,
Your image commanded my attention.
I drifted into blissful fantasy,
Soaring gracefully in love’s dimension.

My heart was infinitely capable.
My pulse pounded and quickened to extreme.
Enchanting aura filled the evening sky,
As you and I flirted with the moonbeam.

Intensely, I was seduced into your soul,
And my desire piloted me there.
Energy became suspended and surreal,
Significant only to keep our bodies in air.

I awoke to the brand of escaped passion.
But sadness was not invited to attend,
For ardent love compelled me to soar,
And reminded me to fly again.

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  • Zappy on Apr 3, 2009

    So for I like your expressions.

  • yes me on Oct 21, 2011

    Ones zealousness, can be construed ardent… then maybe I’m just jealous, he he he cheers Linda

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