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Feb 2015
the sounds of love
the hiss and steam, after the fall
the sounds of awe,
hmmm, ohh yes that too
in front of god and all
in the garden,
Adam and Eve spoon
just the two
under the stars, sun and moon
click, stick, slide
the sounds of love
reaching the sky
after the pain, in the rain
lay tightly thighed, tell me lies
like pearls upon your *******
my youth escapes me, flies
I’ve failed the test and won you
like pears hung from a branch
wild romance
eaten until we have had our fill
the morning comes slowly on the hill
BB2015
bobby bielik
Written by
bobby bielik  San Diego, California
(San Diego, California)   
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   Poetic T and Ata
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