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Mar 2019
Such bliss of delights:
those sacred nights
in the all together.
How we exposed  
ourselves indeed.
We took, we gave;
swept away by Eros
on sensual tides of
ardour’s ebb and flow.

I, surging upwards,
onward, inwards,
plunging down into
desire’s *******
foaming waves.
You, urging me on,
drawing me deep
into intimate inlets
of Venus’s ectasies.

TOBIAS
anthony Brady
Written by
anthony Brady  79/M/Co. Fermanagh. N. Ireland
(79/M/Co. Fermanagh. N. Ireland)   
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