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Soul Kissed I long to be soul-kissed the deep kiss; mouth brushing past initially, parted lips. I can feel my body unraveling anticipation screaming on Pouty Canvass Crimson. I can feel as I write the upward gathering we twosome crouching uplifting enfolding Raptures Shooting Hotly; touch we the first touch electric quiverings inward breath surging dizzying availings opened lungs toes curling. I long for the Soul-Kiss. I'm born to give and receive it; my tongue it's resting place hands on the heart's mast I and It go Sailing Deep Seas and Velvet Harbors Journeys through the Musics where Soul and Heart meet flutteringly settling there on Kissed Shores where everything I Am is magnetized and tingling. I am wrenched inside out completely in gauzy dreamless dream where breath exchanged plunged lung-deep surges back and forth between us. The Kiss of the Soul races to my Heart standing handkerchief waving on amorous shore. I am dizzy Weakened Knees unable to stand but do, It Againly. |
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