Lust May Be a Game of the Imagination
Lust may be a game of the imagination
But there was no love
Like our bodies' love
When we touched
And held each other
Even the mind died in happiness-
O Ecstasy you and I
Ecstasy our bodies
In each other
Oh love my love for your
And your love for me
Long go
Before it all ended
In sadness.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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