The Passion For Your Soul

Intimacy is more than friction,

Love is greater
Then the rush, the pull,
Where heat entwines,

And bodies groan, our

Passions lost
Except to hold
The flesh entombing
Another’s soul.

And here in a
Writhing sad embrace
We miss

What we actually came

To gain. For
We cannot

Touch our lover’s heart

With all this flesh
Keeping us
Apart.