They call her something delightful
but my name for her is passion.
I can feel all her moods and emotions
with every breath I take.
I follow her into worlds of enchantment.
She grips my heart with a mighty
pull like thunder.
We're both different in the same way.
A reality I can't explain.
Just the same its true.
I love her in motion
and sound.
Sensing the inner depths of
her most intriguing dwellings.
I hear her voice in paradise
of hypnotic passion.
She charms my flesh like
fluttering butterflies.
My ears ring with the brilliance
of her laughter.
For I am in love with her,
body mind and soul.
She is a sensual phenomenon.
Erotic in ways of pleasure,
soothing like the essence of
midnight madness.
She takes me to lofty hills
of magic.
As we transcend human form
and emerge in tranquil moods
of love.
I am dazzled by the
mystique of her enthralling.
High as king Solomon on
poppies of grandeur.
We lay in fields of bliss
enchanted by the aura of
enlightenment.
As twin souls mated
by destinies call for
pure joy!
A contest entry
- PASSIONATE LOVE by Expression.
575 points, ended October 15, 2007, 11 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Beautifully done, my friend

Wishing you all the very best in this contest!
Much enjoyed -
i like this alot, great imagery and of course great sense of passion, good luck in the contest and thanks


