When I see your face in the night,
I am dreaming.
When I sense your aura about me,
I am trancing.
When I feel your warmth upon me
I awaken to my senses afire;
And, when we pleasure, Ah, yes,
My nirvana love...my forever love
Utopic, perfect and mine.
Mine, forever, mine in soul.
© Frank J. Ryan, Jr./FjR
2015-All rights reserved
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