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Talking With The Lips Of


She lay there on the cool green grass with drops of water rolling off her stomach.
Her eyes were closed and her breathing fast and hard with loud gasp of wonder.
Her mate lay beside her now sleeping with small whimpers of love sounds coming from her mouth.
They were new to this world having just come from earth and still unsure of what to do.
The how was there but the what was still in the making with only the two of them on such a large world and no one to say.
Say what, the grass was green the sun warm the water clear and cool and the fruit fresh and sweet and never ending.
So what else but the wonders of love, love and love.
So with eyes bright and hearts pumping they held each other and tried another new way.
This was all they knew each day another new way.
Another new day.
Love with no no's.
Love as pure and free as this new life on a new world.
No hate.
No judgment.
No rules.
Just love.
Love...


Robert Hayden Pursell
29 September 2004







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