Her Love
Beautiful, beautiful
women with such sensitivity
ripen in daily desires.
To survive two must strive for oneness
yet man and wife are two.
Many paths sharing thoughts beyond the mountains
electrifying passionate loves embrace.
Her aroused desires erotic, then she smiled
plain and simple a women's good mind.
Both clinging peaches one unto another satisfyingly
directed to the same end, each in organdie.
Beautiful, beautiful women at last, a lass is she
untamed forests, her love. . . wind against our faces.
New bride whispered, absorbed in her pubescent poise
adorned with only rhododendrons across our bodies
petals kept falling, falling organdie catches us again.
United in oneness not knowing where we were
our souls our minds intertwine our love mingled.
Love is forever and ever still clinging satisfied
drifting mountain breeze, falling flowering petals our eternity.
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