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Intercourse of Hearts
Passions beat is no less real than if we had spoken silent verse
The flesh is superficial and my heart does not have sex
It feels what it feels based on its own criteria
Remaining hidden from my mind for reasons still unfathomable
I'll not penetrate flesh 'til we've shared the intercourse of hearts
To correspond our feelings without words in amorous embrace
Only then to be content with the pleasure of intimate exchange
In mind and heart with body and soul to hear this thunder roll
I crave this more than all I have thirsted for in life
Now all I require is a muse to consummate the music we create
The flesh is superficial and my heart does not have sex
It feels what it feels based on its own criteria
Remaining hidden from my mind for reasons still unfathomable
I'll not penetrate flesh 'til we've shared the intercourse of hearts
To correspond our feelings without words in amorous embrace
Only then to be content with the pleasure of intimate exchange
In mind and heart with body and soul to hear this thunder roll
I crave this more than all I have thirsted for in life
Now all I require is a muse to consummate the music we create
Published 4th Sep 2011
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4th Sep 2011 5:24am
second line is especially strong; I think the sentiment is wonderful and rare-- I wish more out there thought like you do@
4th Sep 2011 5:48am
ya know, I think more do, but they are just afraid to admit it out in the open, and some are afraid even behind closed doors.
Thank you once again for your comments.
Thank you once again for your comments.
