Filling Senses With Passion Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Filling Senses With Passion



Strengthening predictive features of a mind, stretching them
out of bounds, elastically unfolding their beauty as they
spread their warmth throughout an inner universe of this mind.

Objections do not exist, as a variety of subjects fall out
all at once.

Sensory perceptions on full alert, questioning motives of
their feelings as desires are suddenly poured out upon
tables of intellect.

Searching and discovering, opening up caverns of inner depths,
finding prospects blossoming into flowers of reason and logic.

Fantastic motions delving into many desirable positions,
finding their ways into this poem and many others without
any doubts.

Scattering ideas into corners of my mind, discovering
passions filling senses with vibrant, lively possibilities.

Nothing else mattering, writing faster and more rapidly,
going into inner depths of innocence allowing regaining of
purity in childhood and never losing it again.

Suddenly projecting and insinuating the past into a present
future where I will be living in peace and prosperity the
rest of my days without any recriminations from outside
sources.

Believing in God and fulfilling my purpose here before I die,
sensing that it will be sooner than I expect, yet looking
forward to it with great expectations and hopes for all the
goodness that this little heart of mine can hold.

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