You Are My Passion

By Sharon Frost writing as Intoxyc8me

I watch as a stray lock of
your hair falls into your eyes.
Beads of perspiration glistens
off your body.
Captivating my senses.

My fingers long to brush it back,
and lightly touch your lips.
Whispering sweet promises
of a passion so true.

So many emotions stepping
through these corridors of my heart.

You have been the light
in my darkness.
The flicker of hope, that
has ignited my soul.

The inspiration seeping onto
each page.

You, my love, are the
contentment that rocks me
to sleep at night.
And the passion that breathes
within me.