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The soul’s melody

Music playing, hips swing

Dancing to the beat of my own drum

My body and yours…

Numb with ecstasy

The beat keeps time.

Time…

I have all the time in the world,

To make your toes curl

To make your soul unfurl

And become entwined, one with mine,

As we reach for the heavens high,

Screaming, “Oh God, yes!”

This is the best, you beg me to rest

The fire within in me calls…

For me to go balls deep

Put you to sleep

I slide in, and the rhythm begins,

In and out…in and out

The percussion enters as do I,

Keeping the rhythm giving me the baseline,

Your moans are like a chorus

All that ecstasy that was before us,

Comes to a close, our wills impose…

A deep sleep,

That we should keep in sync,

With the soul’s melody
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