Becoming One Together
My darling ELOQUENTLY WHISPERED in DULCET tones “I Love You”
as she lay TRANQUIL once more in the SPLENDOR of BLISS,
while a pair of Mourning Doves offered LILTING songs of peace and love
to be carried on the breeze, like the WAFTING of FRAGRANT LAVENDER
that often bathes us in the serenity of our afterglow.
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