Charles M Moore
True - Poem by Charles M Moore
She loved him with a passion
that only angels know,
He thought she was so beautiful
her soul was made of gold,
She blessed the ground he walked on,
He held her in esteem,
She thought that he was surely god,
He thought she was a dream.
He loved the way her dark hair curled
around her naked breast,
She felt the tension of his skin
as they nakedly embraced,
She whispered words of ecstasy,
He kissed her with desire,
She held him close as if cocooned,
He felt his blood on fire.
Their hearts and minds entwining
they could not break away,
Between the earth and heaven
their emotions gently swayed,
She shivered life eternal,
He trembled hope supreme,
They bonded as if welded,
Love without a seam.
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