by Morgan

Sweet is Your Touch, Beloved, And Temptingly Beguiling,
Conspiring with my senses,
Intoxicating me as Finest Wine,
Where Ever I crave only Your Affection;
So Captivated I am, By the Bliss of You.

If One could Breathe and Know the Passion of my Heart,
‘Tis You, Beloved, For In Your eyes Exists my Heaven;
In Your Smile, my Reverie like Doves, descends;
When You Speak my essence Trembles,
So Enraptured I am, By the Pleasure of You.

Measures of music stand mute and Expansive symphony discordant,
In the echo of You, Beloved, Singing Sweetly,
Tantalizing my Rapt Ear While Breathlessly I listen,
Dreaming in Waking, Though not A-Slumber,
So Enchanted I am, By the Delight of You.


2 Comments to “Beloved”

  1. 🙂 Thanks Bennetta! This one didn’t come easily…it did some kicking and screaming 😉

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