Dreams of Passion

Steaming lips, Whispering

words, of love. Hearts beating

in rhythmic passion, where silence

becomes the bed for our feelings.

Arms soft, yet strong, beckon the

Emotions we feel deep inside. While,

murmurs of ecstasy, arise from the

burning caldron of our flesh.

As the ashes of memories to torrid

to mention, cool, we savor the sweet

wine, of being together, until we drift

apart, within a sea of dreams.

The Spanish Rose Poetry Blog