Never - Ending Pastime Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Swaying to rhythms and beats of music, feeling free and
easy, alone on this horizon in life, waving in an inner
breeze, flying with the clouds.

Soaring high into the atmosphere, filled with love for
you, my dear, things won't ever come to an end as long
as we're together.

Finding passion and energy through love in our hearts
forever, beginning and ending with desires of our beings,
taking us into circles of our arms as we embrace.

Making love incessantly, loving passion as it takes us
beyond this mortal world, giving such pleasure in the
moments we are loving, my dear, a never-ending pastime
of our love for one another always.