Mesmerized by you, the soul of my existence.
Created purpose, for no one wants solitary life.
Love conquers, designs our existence.
Makes us embrace, it's very purpose
Our passion ignites desires
Immersed in melodies driven high.
Two hearts on fire, passion esculates
to burning desire.
Love touches, passionate bliss.
The illusive spirit dances within.
Seeds of the future solidly sown.
Hot passion sear through the molten air
Blind emotions of ardour lives within
Love is entangled in a snare
Restless bondage has a struggling been
One with a gift, an offering therein
Other a sympathizer, a compassionate soul
Black scar of passion an original sin
Shroud veils the wound and take its toll
An ally plays the enemy’s role
Heart’s hidden flame dies a sad death
Compassion now shares the soul
Warmth of love suppressed in a breath
Perhaps remaining single, a novice in oblivion
Expecting a better choice, a better solution
**Angel Food**
Amorous glances of romance enhance
New love. in a heat of passion we
Gambol in our birthday suit
Ensemble... your scent wafting,
Lilac and passion fruit, we tussle..
Felicity, love with such simplicity,
Obsession through adversity,
Overjoyed in our continuity... a
Delicacy, healthy like my Angel Food...
Jared Pickett
6/8/2010
Asavvy1
I am passion and fire
your midnight desire
my kiss melting on your lips
heat churns from this tide
as slowly we ride
on this wild and frothy sea
delirium steals your soul
as passion takes control
there is nothing that you can do
the moon blushes red
on tangled tresses that spread
across the coolness of satin sheets
at last lovers sleep
as the ceiling fan sweeps
the scent of heavenly perfume
A great stage where they both stood on
Each have a script to read
Read it in great act of love & passion
The passion of two lovers when they first meet
The princess she was & he was the knight
That's how he wanted the tale to start
With a rose he asked her a dance under the moon light
& promised her that even death wont do them apart
he gave her all she ever dreamt of
enough of care.. secure.. strength & pride
too much of no ending love
with promises to never leave her side
she told him all about her fears
& all what she crave to
he swore he'll never be a reason for her tears
& he'll make all her dreams come true
he prayed they would grow old together
& she prayed he would be the one she would die between his arms
he prayed they could share every moment till forever
& she prayed they couldn't break those charms
he prayed she's the one he share his home
& she promised to keep it always comfortable& warm
like every fairy tale normally end
"happily ever after" were the words left to say
but it seems he forgot that part of the script
Beside still waters that run so deep
Angels whisper, lovers weep
Love wanders into hearts for keeps
Such secret passage where passion seeps
Unseen yet felt
unheard, unsaid
Friends before lovers
Thats how we kept ahead
Unknown, never frightened
The doubts only served to tighten
Angels wings, angelic spread
The simple cord of loves tying thread
Unasked for yet receiving
Ungrateful times held meaning
There's no one else for me
No one's lessons ever taught me
And how my words connect
In this life to the next
Darling can't they ever see
We spoke in rhythmic melody
In tune, in time, in verse, in tongues
The island we found where we belong
Still waters flow with style and grace
The lasting impression of your sweet face
Cascade the falls from waters rush
Hand in hand we bathed in love
Uncertain, yet believing
Leaving without grieving
Where Angels whisper, and lovers weep
Without hesitation, we took the leap
Such secret passage where passion seeps
Angels whisper, lovers weep
Beside still waters that run so deep
Love wandered into our hearts for keeps
If liquid paints of passion is art,
Then Da Vinci I must be.
A damsel fair with frozen heart.
If liquid paints of passion is art.
To pierce the canvas with a dart.
And paint a loveless sea.
If liquid paints of passion is art,
Then Da Vinci I must be.
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