Thursday, December 29, 2011

"A Tryst on Valentine's Day"

The swan glided above the calm waters.

It slowly brushed and stroked the surface.

It gasped anew, entwined - it hovered,

and basked in exquisite, tremors of graces.

Ah, the pleasure that love brings,

In wanton desire I sing,

satiated with the juices of love.

I soar to the skies above!


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