Lost Love

When we were lovers,

Our passion was like a charge.

Now, we are strangers.

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Trust the Passion, Feel the Romance

Passed are the years when we were just teens.

As we search and rediscover a spark it seems.

Sensational desire in all that we say,

Summons dreams of living in another way.

Increasing thoughts, there might be some chance

Of us finding a little magic through our dance.

Never or never, has there been such romance.

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For the prompts: Trust, acrostic and internal rhyme.

 

 

Untamed Desire

The bedlam of love

Is wild, untamed passion.

Empty when alone.

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Completely Yours

In your arms at night
You breathe my name in whispers
Your touch melts my soul

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Lovers’ Passion

I belong to you.

Your hands running through my hair.

Hearts beating as one.

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For Ronovan Writes’ Haiku Challenge.