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Jun 2019
Something felt prophetic about the night
The music was alive with velvet promise

Like melodic jewels dropped from heaven
A quiet storm of desire descended upon them

His gentleness was eager and excited
Her grace was brave and honest
Both intense in their willingness

She smiled into his eyes then –
Such exquisite torture
His heart too full for speech

In short course his flesh fused into hers
Down reaching into her very bones

And the floodgates of bliss
Tumbled lavishly mixed with the sound
Of their silken sighs

Words spoken so easily
In their smoldering passion
As he called out to God
And in deep ecstatic whispers
She swore in blood oaths

Their bodies became fluid
Like warm mercury mingling

Flowing hotly together as a Single River
Into the farthest reaches of forever
Written by
Terrence Polcari
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