The Rapture of True Love

Forbidden silent interactions, Glances of my piercing eyes, Looking into the doorway of your soul. Holding an internal map, Leading to your heart. This requires an invitation yet, Not expecting any answer needing, Only the anticipation of the way, Your body moves to the sound of my voice. Looks are secondary to the, Beating of your heart. The dance of seduction begins and, Controls our most perfect lives that, We will ever experience. Love is the only emotion that will, Require one heart, one soul and one mind. Angels rejoice as the heavens open up, Embracing true love of those soul mates, Destined by the Gods above.