9/24/12
May 22, 2013
Just the moans of our thoughts riding gently on winds
From the pleasure we give, from so deep within
Our skin tingles as the cool sea air blows
feeding out fire that keeps us aglow
when the feeling begins our souls both release
so somewhere in space, our bodies can meet
not the physical sense this love making we share
but our minds and hearts transport us there
and like mountains we climb towards the heavens so high
the clouds, like our breath, a moan and a sigh
with a kiss
it was sealed
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