Within your arms, my haven
love flows warm throughout my veins.
Romance lingers
our love magical, complete and true.

Softly almost breathless
you whisper words of love.
Gently you brush
the fallen hair upon my cheek.

Caught up in the moment
my fingertips trace the outline of your lips.
Tempted and hypnotized
under your touch I tremble.

Weak under your spell.
Hearts pulsating
sparks ignite into a burning flame.
As we dance the
Dance Of Passion.

Elizabeth Ann Bushey©
Feb-18-2006©
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