Awakening

Awakening                                                           
 

the hair tickles, and my sweat trickles
she trembles, shivers joy in her movements
as we rise and fall as one
thighs as strong as marble towers
in a delicate clinch that tangles my heart
each beat together binds tighter than rope
souls singing as bodies intertwine and melt
salty sweet and deep as the ocean
I stand for and with you
behind and beside
we build a forever one breath at a time

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[1809 Black Plague Decem..]

the hair tickles, and my sweat trickles
she trembles, shivers joy in her movements