Passion’s Tender Ballad
She pledges her love on the horizon
paints in words the transport of bliss
whispers endearments on soft-spoken tendrils
thinks profoundly of one Autumn day in heartfelt reminisce.
He gives her a passionate kiss, possessive, voracious
lingers longingly on her innocent palate
takes her into his arms unrelenting
his heartbeat renders a compelling ballad.
His warmth drifts in a sigh upon her skin
the eclipse of the moon puts them in ethereal shade
mystical ecstasy, they aim at union with the divine
his powerful, sculpted symmetry pervades.
Night things conduct a glorious symphony in the dark of night
blends with a wild of sounds from their bechamber
prurient whispers spoken quiet, hushed
bleeds the salacious story of a portrait painter.
- Passion’s Tender Ballad (roehill.net)