RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Pleasure Beyond Me - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Passion rising higher, taking it with me into your being,
realized between us while making love tonight.
A beautiful stretch of imagination that nothing can stop
from rising within me.
Thrilling to the incessant and tantalizing intensity
filling my entire being with excitement.
Pleasure beyond me, in another dimension being completed
through a spiritual revelation that so very few have ever
known or felt.
Such an intense and deliberate knowing that completely
gives it's all, holding nothing back, an unbiased and
wonderful feeling of sensations and desires.
Blending with the passion of our hearts and beings,
altogether touching divine realms within where God
touches us in a way that we can never again doubt His
presence within each of us here on earth.
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