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Luna Swells

Sensuality is like soft currents,
drifting through your soul.
Like evening tides,
controlled by the moon.

Don't let the daybreak 
shake you.
The dew like magical swoons.
Awaken with a smile.

Sharing the pleasures.
Stagnation of the mind,
lays darkness like swill...
and without caring.
A dark concerto,
with broken strings.
It screams.

Intoxicated on love,
inebriation of you.
Brings sensations.
When one lights candles,
of their mortality.

Kissing away agnostics,
while fondling soft breasts.
Eroticism is not made.
It's born from within.

Caressing away today,
and into tomorrow.
Laying between your thighs,
hearing doubters cry.
With their closed eyes,
blinded from birth.

Sensuality is like soft currents,
drifting through your soul.
Behold us,
our love true. 
On Luna swells.

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