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On Course
by R. Dean Ludden
A smile, a word, a kiss,
an empathy, a bond...
a biologic urgency
and two will find a way
to travel through the stars
aboard a single pillowed vehicle
while even breath will yield to passion
up until the moment cries and shouts
are unrestrained!
My God! Your wondrous belly
heaves in splendor underneath my substance.
Those luscious thrashing thighs
enfold my plunging lower body as commanders
on a mission of delight and exaltation.
Yes, and two exquisite breasts
make dedicated servants of
my hands and mouth
as if the end of life itself were near.
My love!
All wilfulness abandoned for the sake
of one creative act of beauty--
of which bounds are infinite.
Such an act to glorify the very sweat
emerging from our pores.
And then the floodgates burst,
and for a moment of suspended time
even thought is gone...
for one effulgent interval
another paradise could not exist
and just the all that two create
...............is everything.
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