A bit longer of a poetic run here. Not of my usual taste but very truthful in the sense of how I felt during the time of writing such things. Love has certainly grown and though I still have my anger inside, I am learning to control it slightly better than before. Every day is a new blessing for me.
Loving so deeply,
Souls on fire,
Lust awakens,
Crawling up spines,
Delighting in ecstasy,
Pleasured by connections,
Desires burst forth,
Mirrored as a reflection,
Every moan released,
A calling to a soul,
Raging like an animal,
Freed from pain's hold.
Rachyl DeWitt
8/5/2014
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