Growing Pleasure Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Deriving pleasure from a desire that is growing within me,
touching senses, lighting them up and taking me into new
heights of love and freedom.

A unique feeling of beauty, spreading throughout my being,
watching interiorly for signs of reality.

Showing me the sensitive side of another, holding me closely
through so many miles on the other side of the world.

Nothing has changed right where I am at, and yet, life has
been brightened and given an energy and passion never felt
before.