Strong desire running through me;
like a fast rush of pure extasy.
It's a feeling strange yet completing.
Passion, at its peak of burning.
Flames within, burn with an ember glow;
Lighting the way to endlessness.
Pureness defining every movement,
Letting time slip away to affinity.
Emotions driving the impulse of thought.
Allowing thought to fad away into the smiles of my lips.
Delacate touch, tender and soft,
with fingers so careful, leading me.
Paths twist and turn symbolizing us;
Careful, yet loving.
My desire is of the heart,
My passion is of the soul,
and my emotions are birthed through tears.
Thought's always surpass all instincts;
You complete my every smile,
You complete me.
