Tuesday, 17 March 2015

Hence we moved onward to explore the world 
O’er the great joy of being with each other
With hearts fluttering like butterflies.
This feeling has rekindled the fire; 
In my mortal hearth of desire 
To love and be loved.
The love that we make 
Makes the archetypal orgasmic heaven the best quiet, 
With our hearts slowing and body spastic
Whence at last smiles Cupid

Who aimed his arrows straight through our hearts.

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