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Heat Rises

Tides of Passion

By Carolann DowsettPublished 4 years ago • 1 min read

I can hear the sound of his heart beating in his chest, it is the sound of life playing to its own individual beat and rhythm

I hear the whisper of my name as it flows unbidden from his lips, it floats across waves of sound until it settles into the deep parts of my soul, like a gentle kiss it touches me, fills me with warmth

His love frees me, lifts me up and carries me upon winds of change into a future I could never have dreamt of

In his arms, I am free, laughter fills my spirit and I overflow with joy

Finally safe in the strong arms of love, I drift away on tides of passion that enthrall me

I float upon moonbeams as his love penetrates my being, encapsulating me in waves of delight, taking me to a place beyond my wildest dreams

I am alive in his love, healed by his kisses that dance with free abandon upon the softness of my skin

Every cell in my body tingles in the beauty of his touch, heat rises pumping the blood of passion through my veins

His love engulfs me and I melt into his burning flesh, melded together as one we ride upon waves of ecstasy, soaring higher and higher with every beat of our hearts, until we reach a place beyond the highest stars

Then the fire of our passion burns to embers at last and we collapse, content and at peace, into the beautiful warmth of each others arms

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Carolann Dowsett

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