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Your touch all over
was a celebration
of God's gift of
sensuality
to humankind
- every pore alive
every cell throbbing
and yet all effort ceasing;
it was love expressing
in caresses the unity
of love and life
of touching and taking
of senses and self.
You are wherever you are
and yet not lost, not gone
and I want to hold on to
that unreal you
that supreme love
in which we dissolved.
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