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WHEN OUR BODIES TALK

Our bodies are
different and yet
they are ONE.
Age is only a number;
our bodies are younger
today than yesterday;
the way we match is
perfect and more expressive
than our facial looks:
nipples to nipples;
navel to navel, pubic
hair to public hair
all speak the same language:
DESIRE!
The passion that is
created between two
plump bellies, between
touching buttocks,
balls and mouths
dualing in erotic gestures
that only lovers understand;
the taste of juices that can't
be duplicated by formulas;
the line that runs
up the spine from the buttocks
to heads...the urge to cross
barriers...only our bodies
can know when and
give permission.
Let's meet at the kissing
place and let our bodies talk