The Moment of Ecstasy and True Love
Our bodies press up against,
Unfamiliar territory with a desire,
Of sensuality never experienced,
Yet brought to the point of Ecstasy.
Yet true Love is when we sacrifice,
Everything in the name of,
Everlasting life,
Nothing will ever compare to,
The one thing that matters.
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