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
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