| Love Was Made Candles flicker Shadows dance Passion smolders With a glance. Breathing quickens Senses fly Emotions soar Voices cry. Loving touches Tensions rise Ecstatic noise Voiced the sighs. Candles dwindle Shadows fade Passion slumbers Love was made. Copyright �2004 Sandra Elizabeth Johnson |
| A Moment Fire growing, Tingles from Her center To her core. Longing now As always For the sweet Love of him. Desire for The one who Is ever On her mind. Madness this Aching need For the one Who fulfills. Sweetly sings The desire Burning up Her very soul. Copyright �2004 Sandra Elizabeth Johnson |
| Clarity Visions of touch, two lips caress, two hearts collide with a meeting of eye to eye. Senses explode a smell, a taste, a touch and sound. To see you now with clarity. Almost never do lips caress, nor hearts connect to speak clearly and let souls meld. Clearer vision in spotlights see rotted decay. A bleeding heart's cry brings souls down. Copyright �2004 Sandra Elizabeth Johnson |