Passion's Symphony Date: Monday, 24th July 2006 @ 09:37:59 AM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry Contributed By: NoSaint Fingers gently tracing skin Passions symphony begins Lips searching expectantly Excitedly playing the melody As hands find a moist spot Striking a cymbal type shot Harmony now the tongue plays As to nipples in time sways Now they drum to a primal beat As with desire they feel the heat Bodies pulsing in movements strong Fireworks around them belong The finally of movements divine As to exhaustion the musicians resign Only to start the symphony once more As they have loved many times before This poem is Copyright © NoSaint Important note: ALL POETRY ON THIS SITE IS COPYRIGHT. If you wish to use any poem for any purpose, please either EMAIL Mick from the sites feedback form, or go to the AUTHOR'S site and EMAIL the author for permission. If you Email Mick for permission on any poem that is not his personal works, he will endeavor to contact the author on your behalf. This poem comes from Your Poetry Dot Com https://yumbameta.com/ The URL for this poem is: https://yumbameta.com/route.php?page=premium/MemNewsDetail&story_id=440