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Brush
A slight touch exaggerated;
Passing one another innocently.
Feeling the movement of electricity
Surging through the core of my being;
Feeling alive, invigorated, recharged.
Sensual fireworks exploding;
A moment that lives forever.
Time standing ageless;
Still feeling that brush of our bodies.
Remembering the moments shared;
Igniting a flame of passion.
Time passes… yet the moment
Stands pure, unchanged by the tides;
Polished, gleaming, sparkling.
Delight dances in my heart;
An uncanny sense of completeness
Forever and a day will live this moment
Of that brush of our bodies.
Wondering about the meaning of our union;
Ruminating over the possibilities.
Powerfully changed by a moment;
Gentleness stands proudly with peace.
Unique is this flame that consumes me;
My world rocked by your presence
In this moment of my life.
Forever thankful to the heavens
For that brush of our bodies.
16Jul12
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