Silent passion

If my screams seem silent
It is only that ecstasy has
Elevated them to unheard levels
Proportions immeasurable
Swept away with actions unimaginable
Slowly rising above myself
Entwining with you
No ending, no beginning
No time, no space, only the perpetual universe in which our bodies have met
a fleeting moment that lasts forever
You inside me, not a visitor, not an invader, the half of the puzzle needed to make me whole.
Holding on to the peak of awareness
Knowing this dance is defining me
An ever reviving medicinal nesessity
I cannot live without.


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