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Who Are the Embarrassed Ones
We had a special spark inside
Liquid fire spurs our souls
A moment of pure passion
Deep under the silver moonlight
We cover all the basis of mush
A whole grouping of love
In every part of ourselves
We seductively brought together
All moments of sexuality
Until it is known we are not alone
And we see the gathering here
Curiosity maybe at our lust
And full passion we did display
Now who are the embarrassed ones
For they don’t tarry when the lights are on
poem
by
Russell Sivey
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