Inside every person is a place that heaven tends
A garden of all passions where most of man pretends
This Shangri' La of pleasures and roasted love on high
Oasis of all tenderness made richer for the sighs
Where loving is unselfish and the flesh is in control
Where the heart of Souls,... the Spirit ... contructs it's own atoll
Each dance of flesh is gentle...each moment flows with ease
When humming starts to moan just as the fissures seethe
Each bud upon the nipples ...fuschias moist and bold
As harder he approaches til spirits grab and hold
He enters every crevice ... revels to every push
Then pulls upon his power as pulses start to rush
Then breaths are taken faster... each heave a boosted thrust
Euphorically this plain unfolds as dams begin to burst
He opens up a river as love's fluids begin
Another push it flows the more... three times it floods on in
There is no feeling like it as awesome as it comes
When love is finally set free and passions head on home

Each move with him... a symphony...each tender touch is blessed
Spiritually enigmatic...pleasure bound and yet
Our minds desire to capture each second that love showers
As hearts rebound in rapture...so private and all ours
Most people never know it...their love is merely lust
With him it is Eutopia when passions give it up
Shangri' La or Heaven...whatever springs from love
It comes to few in this world where this love floats above
When selfishness enables but one to occupy
This climactic time of sharing then leaves most love deprived
My love ...he is my spirit and he has but one sure form
His passion brought me Heaven when his Shangri' La came home.

©copyright 2006
Susan K.de Vegter