Passion
We danced the dance of love, my dear, my heart
and consumed time we shared with raptured hands
the earthly sphere we traveled without fear
and welcomed ecstasy fervor demands
invited pleasure from our eyes of fire
they penetrated our souls, to the core
where we found an inferno of desire
professed a surge of passion we adore
whether day or night secluded spaces
the kiss of love was a hunger we fed
that burned our flesh, leaving scented traces
and melted passionate hearts, until they bled
Perhaps it's timeless, it was sublime
This love has gone, a traveler of time
Copyright © Frederic Parker | Year Posted 2023
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