Leaving A Purity Of Life Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Italian memories keeping time in images that tantalize
inner desires.

Feeling them rise faster, spiraling out of control,
wanting to be sated by an unconditional love that takes
it's time loving and being devoted.

So explicit, wanting to be fulfilled in the excitement
of fate's absolute caring on a divine level beyond earth.

Finally sated and quenched in the cockles of this heart,
softly whispering little nothings in my ear.

A love justified by it's being totally immersed in the
feelings that usurp everything else in life.

Leaving only a purity of this life on the doorstep of
yesterday.