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Eros

Poignant now the lovers’ bed,
Christened hallowed ground,

Hands commit long-sought trespass,
While lips grace breast and mound,

And how they collide
In their glorious tide
Of labor and arduous sound
Written by tell_me_wy
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Still wrestling with writer’s block, this one took me 3 days…
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