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All that exists is love
Whatever I am, whatever I hope to
Be, whatever I ultimately become,
I do for love and above all, I do
For you.
His hand hovered around her mydryf,
Up or down she was his and he was
Hers, their union a sudden burst of
Energy so intense, so all-consuming,
The world ceased to be, all there was,
All that mattered, was the raging love
They felt for each other.
An all consuming love, a love without
Boundaries, a wild hungry love, each
Seeking to dwell within the other, to be
Part of the other. A communion of souls
Wherein two become one, he a part of
Her, she a part of him, an everlasting
Inseparable love, forged in the heart
And forever united.
United by a bond struck thousands of
Years earlier when the first man loved
The first woman, a work of art so
Breathtakingly beautiful, so desirable
Her countenance, so fabulous her figure,
Dazzling the eyes of the man who held
Her and when rendered naked, more than
His heart could stand, love in the raw,
Love beyond price.
Passion will not be delayed by the rule
Of man, passion is its own instrument of
Power. The eyes encourage desire in the
Heart, and what the heart desires will
Not be defeated by anyone or anything,
For what the heart wants the heart will
Have, almost at any price, such is the
Power of love.
Love, a roll in the hay, a flash in the pan,
So many reasons to exist, each valid in
Their own way, but the love I have in mind
Is of the enduring kind, the everlasting
Kind, the kind that once encountered
Will never be forsaken. Longevities child
In every way, a love naturally born to face
The trials of life, but equally born to greet
The dawn of each new day, passionately
Renewed as the shadows lengthen in the
Failing light of the evening sun.
Whatever I am, whatever I hope to be,
Let it be wrapped in your arms my love,
Held in the warmest and most welcoming
Place on earth, a place where time slips
Away, the world is forgotten and all
That exists is love.
© Joseph G Dawson