Love Letter From the Soul L
50,
Is it enough, is it ever enough?
Soft bristled paint brushes
swirled about in a Van Gogh'd vision,
a strawberry sensation of love
strewn about her canvas
where I lie
in the vast of her bosom
running my fingers through her hair
naked we become one
in collaboration
of life and of love
a pure union of soul
where eagles scream
and egos let go
rejoiced in heavenly bliss
as I slowly and steadily
enter into the canals of fate
a path that leads to richness,
adventure, fulfillment
of dreams, fantasies, living
tie me down with soft ropes
explore every inch of this body
in your native tongue
honey drips
falling onto the the pages
tip to tip
petal to stamen
stung
beautiful blue green opulence
understood
the shadow of the moon
kissing
closing of the eyes
vowing
grasping
an outstretched hand
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