Passion Poem by Tracey Kay
Passion
Trace your lips upon my skin
Fingertips caressing light
Hearts are pounding, pulses spin.
Evidence of love´s delight.
Gentle whispers, searching lips
Taste desire with every word
Passion rises, essence slips
Into a world oblique and blurred.
Senses merging, intertwined,
Consciousness berating time.
Sweet surrender, hearts enshrined,
A testament to love sublime.
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