A Time Where Music Never Ends

Passion, the Center Of All Things, Always

Take me beyond your dream of fantasy,

bringing to now the elicit moment,

and never ponder desires rising high.

Better still, this very second;

imagine fires raging,

consuming our needs,

rising, soaring …

Wrapping myself inside you,

around you,

never wanting precious seconds wasted.

Feeling no limits to your soul flying,

your voice gasping, crying out,

demanding, pulling me to you,

where I become you,

you become me,

and we no longer become two people.

Night surrounds the depth of touch,

of the kiss.

Knowing this can last beyond nights to follow,

unencumbered by rules;

we never end.