Rising Passion

You arise and then descend
in a passion without end
and oh, the flow of moisture's mist
as if a flower were wetly kissed

as the devil enters in
and becomes the whirling spin
of flesh on flesh
while spirits intermesh

and the devil becomes angel in disguise
as love eternal becomes wise
a point within the vast totality
found in passion's unity

and love…

? Michaelette ?

Copyright© 1999 Michaelette L. Romano
All Rights Reserved
Take me home...