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When He Loves He
Tentively fingers touch
with uneven smiles,
shyly we advance into our
explorations of opposite selves,
a purity of a moment sealed
in innocent love which unfolds
like blossoms of spring
may stand condemned in the
world's eye,
but nothing can tarnish
the tenderness of your fingers
upon my face when our eyes
meet to explode in boundless eternities,
quivering as gently as a leaf
under the kiss of near still winds
our souls are free in the endless possibilities
of love born from the beauty
offered in your heart,
what little difference would be made
of like meeting like,
what little significance placed upon
joint anatomy, if the essence of
our feeling could be
seen, touched, felt,
love they say is blind,
but so to, it is sexless,
you, my everything, all the world I need,
we in sanctuary
will love for eternity
untarnished.
8:07 PM - 1/23/2010 -
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