The Candle Glimmers in a shifting Glow,
Upon a tide of Waking Desire,
Our Hands Entwine,
Entice, Conspire,
Whispers softly, Please don’t go.
All I Desire is Your Pleasing Touch,
Casting my senses Adrift with Yours,
My Spirit Mingles,
Dances, Soars,
Your Attentive Devotion Far Too Much.
Lingering Sweetly in the Quiet Hours,
Our Hearts Conjoined in Harmony,
Our Love United,
Untainted Reality,
Like Blossoming Fragrant Flowers.
~Morgan~
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Beautiful photograph found at: fanpop.com


A rose blooms because it blooms ( Meister Eckhart)
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I like that. Kind of like I breathe therefore I am.
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Indeed a life’s breath of love breathed in love’s breath of life breathed out
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oh beautiful! 🙂
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Thank You 🙂
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