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Deliverance

Beautiful tears of the heart fall on the chest of my handsome lover
Blissfulness merging, as rapid pulses smothers  
Gyrations in union felt under silken covers
Heartbeats fluttering on the wings with murmurs as it soars
The warmth of a rose petal coop laid out for a sensuous bird
 
The Doves see us, refusing to cry
Echoing our sentiments, as they flap their wings gently in the sky
 
Red Cardinal has landed in flight
As I call out into the night
Wherefore art thou Blue Jay
The moment has come for you to share your worm in carnal play
Bird bathed in lavender soft delighted feathers
Tweeting of unified melody as you’re channeling my raining whether
As noted by divinity a human cannot live by bread alone
As we soar to the heavens kneeling at God’s throne
 
Ordained and blessed, one plus one now equals two
A halo for me and one for you
 
Commemoration of the first time you ever touched me  
Sheltering my presence when you lead
Freeing the Aquarian nature of my water bearer creed
You took my hand as you suspended my mind
Forever in time
My body you laid out on the bed of a Morocco sand dune
I saw the stars, the sun, the illuminating moon
Seeds to sow, planted deep within mother earth
The essence of man’s life to submit, as woman covets his girth  
Physiques now asunder from the coalition of its dipping rebirth
 
Oh, it was so beautiful, rapture of entwined souls, locked in a time one could never compare
Umm…I still have a lock of Samson’s hair
 
Up, up and away, feelings blanket the souls as the heart reveals to show
Balanced streams of life down below, continues to flow
Down to earth, spirits as one, we slowly descend as we go
Earthbound by time
Tantalizing lines blended in a rainbow by mental designs  
Starship as you beam me up at night
Could destiny have gotten this wrong, or has Fate gotten this right
 
Fly away Fly away, as one will never know
Wrap the eyes of your heart, and the spoken sentiments of your mind in a celestial floating bow
Written by SweetKittyCat5
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Author's Note
Every heart sings a song, incomplete, until another heart whispers back. Those who wish to sing always find a song. At the touch of a lover, everyone becomes a poet.

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