There are many stages of making love
First there is the Look
A Look, that which can melt the stars and feed a million souls

Then the Unveiling
Like that of the most precious of the presents
A slow sensuous unwrap

The Indulgence is next
Deliberate movements across the landscape
Appraising the scenery of touch

Then comes the Immaculate kiss
A divine surrender of a watchful heart
And the rest is a blur of motions of negative spaces

Until finally past the soaring heights of the steeple
Into the blissful void
An intermingling of souls and a glimpse of paradise

The Absolute

04/04/2014
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