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Making Love

The brightness of new life flares behind my eyes  
in unison with your manic thrusts. Three, four,  
seven, and more! I’m blinded by the silver light and  
wrap my legs around you as if I might fall away.
You hold me with an urgency as if you sense my fear.
 
We reach past our edges, all flesh blending into one.  
Egos and knowledge vanish. Conflicts and careers  
drift away from a disagreeable world as all
desires become one great thing at the center of us.
 
When I sense your filling of me is complete, my legs fall away relaxed and open.  
At the base of my core I feel the soft echoes of your pubic bone longing to slow
the relentless passing of time.
Written by Nizana (Lauryn)
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Author's Note
Trying to describe the making of love as it is for me now.
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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