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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required It began mundanely as ever. Us, together. Nothing unusual. Nothing unique, nothing portentous. I wondered if I had upset you; I tend to believe that too often. It's seldom true. We spoke. You spoke, I listened. We never do that enough for me. But we did last night. Minutes passed, then an hour, then two. Something had changed. Was it you? Was it me? Did I know then what had happened? Not at all. But neither did you, I believe. Soon we laughed for the first time of many. Another thing we often neglect. Not by design nor from lack of want; just life, I suppose. A good night. Would I dare ask for more? Indeed, I could. And did. We don't make love; it's not our way. You want your passion raw, earthy, animalistic. I do too, so I've learned. It pleases me to take you there. So we sojourned in our own way, me leading you to the summit. Afterglow. We cuddle. The place where I fall asleep. But not last night. Holding hands, you took mine. Talking and more laughter, it's extraordinary now. So much so. Time has stopped yet still ticks past. Then we cry together. You never cry. But you did last night. More talk, more laughs. Last night has become elevated. It has become a life in itself. Inside myself, I can feel the race gets underway; my heart, my mind or my soul. Two can never win. A thought. A word. A look. Again? We take one another into an embrace. Sensation. Fervor. A bite of your flesh. More than once. The exquisite blood. And at the apex, we meet. The universe is gone. what remains is us. my heart, my mind, my soul. All have won, last night. Can this be ours? Was it even real? Yes. Oh so real. And for the rest of our lives, our souls have changed. Have Grown. Have bound. All from just last night. Warren Wurzburger 12/19/2015 335 Words; Poetry, Free Verse; Tag: Love, Relations, Sex, Souls, Oneness, life
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