All of me....2

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I had never imagined
being mired in
the rut of daily living
that there could come
a day
I would just
feel fulfilled
wholesome
sensuous
sexual and
sacred.
And it was when
everything beautiful 
ended
beautifully
with no yearning
no pain
only a sweet ache
and there was no other
- only the loving
longing
lolled around
lightly
all over me.

Some times...3

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I long for our union
when we merge
our streams of 
consciousness
holding each other tight
touching each other
all over
softly and hard
the fullness of my breasts
and of my loins
throbbing uncontrollably
fusing, breathing, kissing
making love
in one rhythm
losing the sense of the world
and just thinking of it
I am lost some times
 - not to fantasy
but to the world -
then it's only
the ticking of time.