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Blessed Orgasm
In the tender clasp of becoming one,
we are bare, souls laid open,
as divine breath whispers through sinew and bone,
blessing flesh with the touch of the infinite.
In that tremble, in that sigh,
we find the earnest truth of our existence,
naked and splendid, spirit caressing flesh,
the world falls away, and we are but life, pulsing, alive.
we are bare, souls laid open,
as divine breath whispers through sinew and bone,
blessing flesh with the touch of the infinite.
In that tremble, in that sigh,
we find the earnest truth of our existence,
naked and splendid, spirit caressing flesh,
the world falls away, and we are but life, pulsing, alive.
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Just thinking about recent blessings in this very temporal life.
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In the tender clasp of becoming one,
we are bare, souls laid open,
In the tender clasp of becoming one,
we are bare, souls laid open,
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Hey Lauryn.
This is a beautifully said description of a spiritual closeness that bonds two souls together.
I really like this a lot. Had to RL it.
This is a beautifully said description of a spiritual closeness that bonds two souls together.
I really like this a lot. Had to RL it.
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