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Love Puddles

Nothing comes after
but what open hearts pulsate

Dripped into a dreamily
unconsciousness of wonderful

Love, True Love was in the air
now fallen into wells of longing

As morning dew collections
delectable sweet nothings
but something to romantics!

Love Puddles abound everywhere
as each cleansing rain gives way
another opportunity to walk, run
and to splash one another
with playful feet
a day after meaningful intercourse
and a whole lot of kissing.
Written by Tallen (earth_empath)
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