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Jul 2019
each time
our concupiscent eyes lock,
hair on every pore
stands on end
anticipating the volcanic eruption
of libidinous passion
where
our tanned bodies collide
like galaxies
creating a perfect union

each interlude
devours a cluster of stars
from the fire generated
during the carnal ******
as vital fluids
get exchanged

is this why
the planets and stars
collude each time
and never let us come together?

or, is it because
when we do,
we trigger another big bang
populating
a whole new universe
with help from no one at all?

just the two of us


© 2019
Written by
Rama Krsna  50/M/NYC
(50/M/NYC)   
193
   S Olson
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