Symphonic passion

I close my eyes and wonder of
on the waves of my imagination
where finally we meet, my love
drifting on tides, on this shared sensation
the tender touches we share
the warm, sensual feel of skin to skin
our intertwined bodies lay bare
to our desire and passion we give in
loving, caressing, craving for more
loosing ourselves in each other
a unity as I never been part of before
earthly barriers no longer bother
my head buried in your shoulder
breathing in the scent of your flesh
being the performer and beholder
while in our passion I relish

Shivering in the very core of my being
my body filled with raging flames
our passion would blind the eyes of the seeing
as we give in, complying to the claims
put upon our bodies, created by our desire
composing music, enchanting, rhythmic
as we dance, our passion-play feeding the fire
enticing, spellbinding, mystic
as our combined heartbeats form the drums
increasing, intensifying, fluids spilled
as my body silently beckons
for the sweet release of the tension built
I arch my back on the height of our play
in this one meeting you became my addiction
on the waves of the moment I sway
as I drift back to reality on the fading beats of passion..

© Clautje West 2001