Monday, 16 March 2015

Essence by Grant Harbison

Your essence makes its presence

Encompassing me with its gentle embrace

Your spangled aura fills the room

Emanating tenderness

Resolute in intensity

Divine in its purity

You speak

And your soft gentle voice lingers harmoniously in my head

Melodic like the sweet song of Seraphim

I hang on to your words

Spellbound by their intimacy

I stumble on my own

Causing you to smile at my weakness

You reach out and instantly we are entwined

Basking in the exhilaration of unadulterated passion

Fervent with desire

We become as one in our own space

Relishing the moment

As we know these moments are fleeting

And soon we’ll have to part

Leaving me to yearn for your ensuing return

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