You make my senses escape
to a world of long ago,
recalling the days
of when love truly flowed

of gentle humming birds
and boisterous roaring seas,
the magic of the moonlight
and the loving-making scenes

the depth of sleep
culpable to the intensity,
of your love transporting me,
to an alternate state
with pleasing conformity

causing the freedom
of body and mind,
to shamelessly escape
into those loving arms

as I inhale a new life-energy
that only you can generate,
with vigor and desire
from my well-hidden passion,
to our private destinations

together once again,
my poetic magnate


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