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When every conscious thought must cease Held captive till the sweet release When all else simply falls away there is no night, there is no day When life is held in Pleasure's will and all that clamors becomes...still When Passion plays her final hand and all succumbs to her demand When tremors thunder and excite In throes of Pleasure's righteous might When our hands grip and bodies writhe In wait of crash of coming tide When senses are at highest peak and soul is trembling, breathless, weak That moment when to self I'm true is that sweet moment I'm one with you Eileen Manassian

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Andrea Dietrich

Date: 12/9/2015 8:58:00 PM

This is amazing, Eileen. I love the brevity of it and how it says so much at the same time!

Paul Callus

Date: 12/9/2015 4:08:00 PM

These are the moments when my appassionata excels! Lovely write, Eileen; now enjoy the afterglow! Hugs // paul

Laura Breidenthal

Date: 12/8/2015 8:56:00 PM

"When Passion plays her final hand and all succumbs to her demand" Love it, Eileen! You always write with a sense of ease and grace it seems. Very lovely one.. Always, Laura

Caycay Jennings

Date: 12/8/2015 10:56:00 AM

You found perfect words for an effective and sensual write that I enjoyed very much. Impressive ... CayCay

Eileen Manassian
Date: 12/8/2015 11:23:00 AM

Thanks, dear. I'm so in need of reaffirming words tonight. Thanks for reading several of my writes. I will get to you when I'm back. Just about to go out for a visit. Blessings.

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 12/8/2015 9:26:00 AM

Beautiful! Off to read your blog.

Eileen Manassian
Date: 12/8/2015 9:28:00 AM

Thank you, Richard. Thank you for taking the time to read this...and the blog. Hugs

David Meade

Date: 12/8/2015 9:21:00 AM

I love the build-up of passion -- deep and powerful love-passion . . . until that special moment, when two become one in the wonderful world of wild love. The world fades away . . . and for a little while, nothing else matters but the warmth of each others arms and the pounding of hearts! With a pounding heart -- LO!

Eileen Manassian
Date: 12/8/2015 9:28:00 AM

Thanks, dear. So sweet of you to comment this way. I needed to read this today. I'm a little down. If you get a minute, please read my blog. Thanks. Hugs

Casarah Nance

Date: 12/8/2015 7:18:00 AM

Oh so perfect... much enjoyed!

Eileen Manassian
Date: 12/8/2015 9:04:00 AM

Thanks for the visit, Cas. I appreciate it.

Charlotte Puddifoot

Date: 12/8/2015 5:53:00 AM

very sensual poem from the passion queen! just catching up on some commenting, i've not been very active here of late due to health problems, how are you? hugs

Eileen Manassian
Date: 12/8/2015 9:05:00 AM

I'm so sorry to hear you are still going through health issues, sweetie. How i wish I could take it all away from you. I really do. Thanks for visiting this little write. Yes...still in rhyme. Read my Poe poem....free verse. Perhaps you will like it, dear. Hugs

Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 12/8/2015 4:10:00 AM

- Lovely poem, dear friend Eileen - Best wishes and hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Eileen Manassian
Date: 12/8/2015 9:05:00 AM

Sunshine, you are a dear....as ever. Bless you, sweetie. Hugs

Mark Woods

Date: 12/8/2015 12:18:00 AM

Oh la la. I'm off now have to find a fan to cool down. Wow : )

Eileen Manassian
Date: 12/8/2015 2:59:00 AM

Then....the poem wad effective. Thanks, Mark. Hugs