we had such careless loving times back when
we sheltered on the shore as storm and sleet swept in –
we hugged each other hot and close again
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and with each kiss our mouth and tongue would send
such warm and wordless blissful touch and then
we’d find each other’s joy in hot wet carnal time again.
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those deep cold nights of storm that draw us in
together closer than we’ve ever been
to kiss and fuck each other warm and well again
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against the pain that cuts us deep when wounded by a friend –
we long to make it up but can’t begin –
we miss those carefree loving times back when
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so young and fresh, with sunlight prickling our skin,
we spread our arms and let the sunlight in –
we hug and hold each other hot and close and mingled up again.
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so to pick up the heartloose wreck of storms (which time will also mend)
our edgy lust and love that longing doesn’t end
we’ll have such careless carnal time and then
we’ll hug hold kiss each other hot and close again.
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freddie omm
december 2019
so nice!!!
Thanks much, Luisa!
Coital closeness corrects and clears up the circumstantial cares caused by cankerous climactic calamities and cock-ups, recreating our carelessness in carnality!
Quite correct, Camilla.