hibiscus rises
eager aching stem on high
petals beckoning
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observing each other
with mutual rituals
taking love in hand
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Taking a deep breath,
She stripped and prepared
To take the plunge,
The motionless dive
In which bound by rope
And her own needs,
She became a statue,
Made of bonds and
Naked skin, desires
That made her quiver,
With need and expectations.
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watch me she whispered
i will show you how it's done
as ecstasy unfolded
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What do I call myself?
Must I pick a name or box,
Some tag or label?
Why cannot I simply be,
Someone who loves?
Who is it I will love?
Is there a certain him or her,
Or a color or a land,
Which defines the extent,
Or variations of my love?
What's the manner I will love?
Is there only one, or,
A select few approved
By a society which
Does not understand
The true meaning of love.?
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kitten laps saucer
filled with such delicious cream
her tongue strokes her lips
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Donovan Baldwin