There is no music
Flowing peacefully out of you and me
In the quiet darkness.
Love like ours cannot again be harvested by anyone else.
We are bodies plush
The aroma of this love sifts through the air
As clouds that drift,
Elevated by passion.
We two collide forcefully
Causing a blinding electricity
That leaves us in awe of each other.
It is a wonder
How your soft lips and my tender body
Could create such a dreadful beauty.
The light that emitted from your eyes
As we reached our highest height
Reflected stars so captivating, so uplifting,
I could not come down.
I want to drift higher into Heaven with you.
© Shanese Whyte
Excerpt from the book “Unleashed”
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