The ecstasy of love

Fight or flight no more,

Into your arms I aim,

A rhapsody of the masculine gun.

The feminine is inviting and willing, 

In passion of two becoming one.

The two join in bodily entwinement,

Explosive touching in unique unity,

Thoughts absorbed into the flesh,

To enmesh the physicality 

of love. 


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