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Passion Stew
Simmering on the stove in a huge steel pot;
That concoction that gives meaning to life.
Full of all the sensual pleasures love can bring;
Ready to serve up a big bowl of passion stew.
At the very base is true love as the meat;
With potatoes and barley of commitment.
Stirred in are chopped vegetables of variety;
With just the right spices in our passion stew.
Simmering for years, unique flavors combine;
Boiling off the lust, leaving behind the richness.
The aroma draws me ever closer… I breathe;
My mouth waters for a cup of our passion stew.
Touching my essence is the excited anticipation;
The smell intoxicates me with desire for a tasty bowl.
Savoring that first spoonful of lovin', I soar high;
Enraptured once again by our own passion stew.
12Oct10
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When two souls mate, the stew starts to cook. We
put all of our combined lives into that cauldron
of love, letting it simmer, creating a unique
recipe for our own passion stew. Peace...
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