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You are...

You are the poetry I write,
and the laughter of my soul,
the terminus of scaled heights,
and my most rewarding goal.

You have fanned the spirit hidden,
you have vanquished my defeat,
and from shadows firmly bidden;
you stand strong against retreat.

And I bask in your protection,
and the loving you provide
to now soar in all directions,
and to ride the highest tides.

In my dark you are my candle;
in my day you are my night,
in your light I ever stand 'til
you have conquered fears with might.

Now no storm could daunt me ever
as you stand here by my side,
and there is no greener pasture,
I, with you, the fates defied.

In my breast you stir a rapture,
with each breath a passion sighs,
of my being you are master,
and for you alone I fly.

Dream evokes anticipation,
chills course throughout my being
as I sigh in love's elation,
an ache beyond believing.

And the sweetness of the dreaming
shares the torture of the need,
and the silence loudly screaming
for the longing to be freed.

As the woman you have fashioned,
for your touch I softly ask,
as we share the love impassioned
and in ecstasy we bask.©
~RAC 9-29-98~

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