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Aug 2020
Your toes curl under quivering breath

     in abandon to the power of sweet caress
  
     yes
          yes!

Yes! to the dripping ecstasy of our union

     to the penetrated walls of the Self

we dance wildly through puddles & stains  

     free of the pains of fetters and chains

          Free!

we cast into the fire the boundaries of flesh

     & weave our bodies into euphoric mesh

prostrate at the flowing alter of Love.
Michael Djinn Croe
Written by
Michael Djinn Croe  108/M/The Cherry Tree Forest
(108/M/The Cherry Tree Forest)   
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