Loving What You Do Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Loving What You Do



Music's playing, lights are lowered, writing poetry and
thinking of you holding me closely, wanting to be with
me always.

Loving what you do to me when loving me only, my spirit
soaring freely, feeling your unconditional love always
setting me free.

Knowing that you can never tame my love for you for it's
a wild and tantalizing love that continually thrills and
excites you.

Loving me totally, our passion always running at fever
pitch, giving us both everything we need as our desires
continue to climb within each of us.

Bringing us ever closer through the years, our love keeps
getting better and nothing can ever separate us in this
life, for we are one forever.

Sunday, February 7, 2016
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