I pray
You never stop loving me
You said
With a tear of passon,
Rolling down, the beauty of Your face
May that day Never arrive
For my heart and soul
Burns with anticipated desire
To possess you
Whole bodily and soul
To lavish every kiss
From the fruit laden lips
Of the Goddess you have become
Deep
In my most valued memories
Of your sensuousness
You create words
Mesmerising me
Constantly in a hypnotic state
Of a divine feeling
Within my passion
It's flames
You have rekindled
Since the day you possessed
My soul
With the loveliness
Your created mind
Had showered me with

By: William Bonilla
7/03/03