A pale evening sun,
rose above our heads,
illuminating our simple grass blanket bed.
We lay close,
to each other,
our inner vibrations rebounding off the other.
Our faces drew close,
and were brought together,
a perfect mechanical connector.
A simple peck,
given to each other's necks,
a surprise act of passion.
Our chakra was close,
and nirvana attained,
our auras were bright,
and burned like a star.
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