mark anthony st. rose
Naked Bodies - Poem by mark anthony st. rose
When naked bodies collide
in hot flashes of pre-orgasmic fervour,
and sheets come alive
with animated dancing scented flavour,
and hair become wilder
than picture movies making love,
and moves defy gravity
inverting the viewing ceiling above.
Then and only then you know
it's sex mixed with true love.
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