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Oh Whisperer, whisperer of loves endless refrain, the circle turns again
Earthly desires echo in time, your thoughts I feel, echoing through mine
Tapestry of time, mysteries of rhyme, friendly gestures haunt my mind
Subliminal touch, I breathe you within from another place, another time
Tingles across my skin, resounding again deep within the altar of desire
Memories of your smile, echoing in time, once you were mine, so divine
I saw you pass before me as you did in a past lifetime so sublime

I feel you now, a life time ago, in a whispered wish to Selene, to her I did pray
A whispered command to Helios, oh goddess guide her home to me again one day
Aphrodite’s kiss whispered in a potion, promising devotion, show her the way
Yes I sought divine intervention, Artemis’s arrow dipped, sent forth in twilight
Come closer my sweetness, your essence sets my mind on fire, haunted in hindsight 
I remember our parting in an age gone by, I would find you again I pledged by moonlight
As we said goodbye, your last breath upon my skin, by firelight you passed away

Shy glances tempted, a connection invited, memories passionately ignited
Pleasurable senses delighted, winds of Eros swirl within a river of flame
Nature’s hurricane hearts circling in motion, it’s happening again, links in a chain 
A cocktail of earthly pleasures, a feast for the sexual senses, hot n’ untamed 
Meaningful coincidences, souls dancing in reflection, the eternal heart serenades
Familiar resurrection of celestial karmic intention, she’s coming home again
Cosmic alignment of bodies, perfectly timed intervention, memories to be made

Your lust erotically transparent, your desire flammable, contagious ardour 
All caution sparking in the wind, tease you I do n’ smile n’  take it slow, adagio
Lightening strikes, currents electrifying under our skin, champagne in the blood
A thrust of raptures burst from within, surge of sexual minds crashes above
Waves of want, the tide of readiness, alchemically stirred, goddess of Oxytocin
Blending the two in a perfect love potion, Aphrodite whispers her love call ” bona fide”
Agape shines once more in thy heart, eyes transfixed revelations of the soul in this lifetime.
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