Beloved

My heart and my soul fiercely desire your body next to mine;
your warm, supple, near satin skin,
your soft hair entwined around my fingers;
the gentle, rhythmic beating of your heart.

I long to once again behold your heavenly fragrance;
lovely scents, pleasurable to all— unsurpassed by any other.
My tongue misses the taste of your smooth lips,
the sweet, creamy flavor of your heated skin.
In your arms, my senses are complete—Awake, Alive, Vibrant!
A euphoric contentedness rushes over my being like a tidal wave,
enthralling me into a pleasurably bewitched state of consciousness.

But, separated by these hundreds of miles,
your absence causes an unbalance in my world,
a great, chaotic polar shift in my equilibrium.
Oh, how I long to be,
perpetually intoxicated with your ecstasy.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Written in the summer of 2010.

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This is a beautiful love

This is a beautiful love poem, and I do like it very much.  However, I do not quite comprehend the phrase about beholding her fragrance. Please clarify?


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