Its caress washes over her as a gentle
tide of effervescent joy,
stirring the motionless curtains
of her heart with its warm breath.
It slips over her as a wonderfully cool
and refreshing waterfall of comfort,
stirring the passions of her arid soul.
It is a soothing river of delightful peace
flowing through the forest of her mind,washing
over the banks of her life with unrestrained emotion.
For love has come upon her as an all consuming fiery
passion burning away all of the pain
that she has ever known.
Donavon Scott Vinson