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Joined In The Dance Of The Ages
Fallen shadows on torchswept walls
Heated lovers wrapped and sweating
in writhing tumbles and rolls of
thirst and lust
Matted hair, trails of spit and sin
The slickness sends them to kiss deeper
Rising and crashing
Friction
Legs entwining
Breaths in sync
Shallow Deeper
Deeper Shallow
His desire is crested
her folds, engorged.
He enters.
Gasping, she revels, allows, and
marks for time and remembrance
this moment
He, for himself, is home
The sheath of his sword so clasped
Like glove to hand
Like pen to paper
Like clouds in a sky
They are joined
Joined in love, lust, and romance
Joined in the Dance of The Ages
Heated lovers wrapped and sweating
in writhing tumbles and rolls of
thirst and lust
Matted hair, trails of spit and sin
The slickness sends them to kiss deeper
Rising and crashing
Friction
Legs entwining
Breaths in sync
Shallow Deeper
Deeper Shallow
His desire is crested
her folds, engorged.
He enters.
Gasping, she revels, allows, and
marks for time and remembrance
this moment
He, for himself, is home
The sheath of his sword so clasped
Like glove to hand
Like pen to paper
Like clouds in a sky
They are joined
Joined in love, lust, and romance
Joined in the Dance of The Ages
Published 25th Feb 2018
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25th Feb 2018 9:38pm
As dancing, according to Robert Frost, is 'the vertical expression of the horizontal desire', it is apt to see the ultimate expression of that desire as The Dance of the Ages.
