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A yearning, a lust
To caress your skin, your soul
Completing this circle
Indeed, has made us whole
An unspoken understanding
We both agreed upon
Leaves us bonded, united
Questions once pondered, gone
Sensual meeting of the flesh
A genuine act, sweetened love
Curious hands, exploring
Outcome, beyond and above
Sharing, a first experience
Of love making, and love made
Unaware of surroundings
World has stopped, time delayed
Hearts pounding, breast heaving
Perspiration dances, upon skin
Anticipation mounting
Seeping pleasure, deep within
Connected by shared desires
Intertwined, body and tongue
A dance of divine melody
Lovers bliss, so sweetly sung
As the ourorboro's signifies
Endless circle, as one new soul
Rejuvenated in love, completed
Joined in union, a pair, now whole
Wendy Bureau
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