slow shall the river meander through the length of thine body
as slow as my lips shall make love to thine soul;
slow shall the passion molten draw out;
as slow as the clouds that pass the moon this night
slow shall the breeze blow in through these windows;
n ever so slowly shall this dance, of ours continue;
And then We shall collapse;
from sweat, from joy,
n tingling delirium, merged within our souls
lost in consciousness;
within the womb of completeness;
peace, white, still, calm, peace;
i seek;
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