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Making Love on Easter Morning
I held you close, and would not release until
you led me with velvet hands to the chamber
given by your mother where you were conceived..
The curtains of your chamber were parted
like a new bloom for my delight.
See how it glistens with the same morning dew
shared by all women of Mother Earth.
I tasted you and knew our Creator was good.
you led me with velvet hands to the chamber
given by your mother where you were conceived..
The curtains of your chamber were parted
like a new bloom for my delight.
See how it glistens with the same morning dew
shared by all women of Mother Earth.
I tasted you and knew our Creator was good.
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