sexual Healing



Flesh to flesh
Is best to rest
The weight within
Each breast to breast
Our festival of limbs
Entwined divinely
Diving to sublime
We drive through worlds
Of touch and tasting
Curls of swirling
Whirls of hurling
Whirr into infinity
In finite times
We dance and drink
Each other’s wine
On brink of steeped
Embrace so sweet
Of deep we trace
Each other’s faces
Pace our timings
Rhythms rhyming
Riding to our end
Defeat of egos leading
Lend of consciousness
An end in momentary
Released of pain

©K Barr


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