Soulmates
Swirling gently about my breast
Love's tingling pleasures her
Lingering warmth feeding..
Yearning, claiming, becoming
Inflamed these burning veins
In fingertips tracing the curves
Of her velvet; melting into my own
One we've become her heat
Is what I breathe and she..
Twined this beating in two heart's
Her beauty, our beauty, us; all we see.
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