Shelly Price

Rookie (7/12/1964 / Michigan)

Passions Flight - Poem by Shelly Price

Oh the highs...
the feeling I get when you rise...
to the occasion...
and I see deep within your eyes...
the why's of our lust...
the must of our fussion...
the illusion that is the draw.

It's there that I saw what I saw...
I saw it there...
in your stare...
how much you care...
but do not dare...
how fully aware...
you are of what you do to me each
time we come together.

You take me on a journey, a wingless flight...
never wrong, always right...
today, tomorrow, tonight...
we hold tight with no end in sight...
to the burning inferno that is our passion.

What started as a spark...
left it's mark...
then turned into a flame...
nothing hidden, without shame...
not a game...
but a fever that burns out of control.

We roll like thunder...
on top and then under...
our bodies dance in perfect rhythm
to the music of our souls.

The anticipation of the sensation...
I get is beyond pleasure...
it's a treasure...
too perfect to measure...
I can't stop wanting or now needing more...
feet never touching the floor...
we continually soar...
to heights never seen by us before.

It's the knowing that you will please me...
and tease me...
and take me effortlessly...
down the road to pure ecstasy...
that leaves me always wanting.

I'm breathless
and restless...
to feel your hands...
as my body responds to all your commands...
as it demands...
to be seen by the face of euphoria.

I want it so much, your touch...
I can't wait...
to relate...
to you in the most physical way,

Today...
I want to stay...
inside the womb of our passion
and take that wingless flight...
into the wee hours of tomorrows light...
where we'll fight...
to extinguish the flame
that still burns within us both
so very, very bright.

We'll finally say goodnight to our passions flight...
and fall silent together...
spent...
gently caressing the memory
of where we went...
completely and utterly content...
to bathe in the afterglow
of the love that was meant...
to be ours.


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, October 25, 2005

Poem Edited: Tuesday, October 25, 2005


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