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May 2021
Her
I've laid in bed with many
Heard the moans of pleasure
While I enjoy the sweat.
It has always been a sport
Nothing sacred.

I've laid with her,
No word spoken,
I heard my spirit shout in the silence
I felt my soul fulfilled
For the first time, intimate.

Without touch
I lost my whole body
In the pleasure of her presence.
Laid side by side
I stared in the eyes of my joy
Like a beautiful butterfly,
I wanted to keep her,
But I wanted to let her go too.

My heart forgot its rhythmic beats,
My entire body embracing the warmth in her eyes
I felt paradise the sacred land
Any steps would seem unholy,
For was I worthy?

I stared in the golden gates
With mercy she welcomed me,
Suddenly I felt pure.
Vuyiwe
Written by
Vuyiwe  F/South Africa
(F/South Africa)   
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