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A Making Of Love
It was in the early morning of need...
Where seduction came face to face...
Left behind in the early evening of first desire-
Upon the wings of sweet love... it raced;
No minutes were lost in awkward foreplay...
Only lust and its most trusty friend-
A teacher in the art of Tantric Love Making...
With patience and a love story- thus penned;
Tenderness and kindness were all needed...
Crossing the barriers of sky...
As two trees blown into one another...
As if Heaven had descended the sky;
The wind knew of this climax...
As the mountains flashed a knowing smile-
The flowers bloomed full for the occasion...
Bedded deeply-a love to last for a while;
And with the setting of the sun...
Perhaps a twilight or dusky retrieve...
Where sweat is as foreign as gooseflesh...
Where relief comes with Summertimes Eve;
Dedicated to Lovers Everywhere
September 2,2010
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by
Theodora Onken
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