Silken thighs and cobalt eyes
That summer by the vines
Where rose's hips like finger tips
Flowed softly down my spine
A lover's breast what laid to rest
The monsters in my mind
Sandy Arter
Short and sweet, but that's how I've always felt about love, being in love with another soul, and the interactions between the bodies the souls inhabit, the deep connection of true intimacy, love brings with it the sweetest peace you can ever know.....
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