GB's Ppoetry

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A moment...

Clinging, grasping mouthing impassioned pleas and promises of forevers. ego feeding embraces warm, moist passion consumes anxieties; giddy, breathtaking discoveries of soft firm flesh and something more...... with reason overwhelmed in a surge of emotions and buried in a smother of flesh, truth emerges heaven is at hand exploding, flashing, tearful ecstacy we are one and all that is in the eternal now. but, passion retreats and emotions cannot withstand the relentless march of reason and we are left again clinging, grasping mouthing impassioned pleas and promises of forevers in hopes of a moment.

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