When passion sings in the night

The_Passion_by_ryoung

To his tender kiss, I surrender

The delight of his touch incite a craving for more

He opened his soul as he explore, holding nothing back

I felt his unspoken thoughts as he caresses me

The touch of his warm lips, like a paint brush painting my body in passion

How beautiful I felt in arms.

His soul echoed what my heart has yearned for, oneness

As I fell asleep I can hear the softness of passion singing in the night and

It lingers in my dream, reminding me of what it felt like to be caress by the soul of a man.

Micheline Jean Louis

Painting by R.Young

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