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Click hereTouching a Joyful Belonging
There is a note
I sense
a deeply resonant note
that orchestrates
the flow of events
The beauty of acceptance
A feeling that we belong
We belong to one another
as we suck and fuck
and feel our bodies
altogether touch
As my imagination flows
Together we step
outside the walls
of convention
upon the plains of taboo
and there allow ourselves
Joinings
Joinings of the sort
our inner beings yearn for
Mary's succulent sucking of Carol's cunt
Mary's bold sucking of Thomas' cock
All of us fully embarked
in Glorious Acceptance
of one another's' forms
Holding happy heart places
Sharing one another
with fecund graces
He on Her
He on Me
Me on He
You and She and He and Me
She on She
Us on Them
Them on Us
Blurring .... Bluuuurrrrrrrrrrrrriiing
Blurring lines of combinations
hurly burly in tangled piles
of succulent sucking and fucking
All of us belonging to each other
for some magical span of time
The walls of flesh
diminished
diminished...
merging of all
We know what we do
As we step beyond the walls
of convention
upon the plains of taboo...
As we step upon the fields of mystery
and know
Our longing
Our desire
Has led us
to the heart
a deep place
of Belonging
A Place of deep
Skin felt acceptance
Of a tribe
Of a family
conceived in the Unity of Touch
In the Unity of
Soul Touches
Mind Touches
Heart Touches
Body Touches
All that you Touch
You Change
All that you Change
Changes you
In our uniting - growing - dissolving
Opening - dancing - Closing
We breathe you in
We breathe you out
Forever changed in the current
of Love
Forever changed in the current
of joyful play.
Forever changed in the
acceptance of Our Touch
We step in
into the current of
Joyful Change
and allow our Bodies to Merge...
and we know we
Belong
each to the other
for some magical span of time
somehow
we move into
an eternity of Now.
The unity
betrays our separation
and Ooops
Cocks and Cunts
and Lips and Balls
everywhere.. slippin in
Yards of Sweated Glorious Skin
Cum and pussy joy juice
splatters
What matters
Now...
We step in
into the current of
Joyful Change
Touching a Joyful Belonging
There is some good writing in areas of this poem. :)
I want to make a small suggestion, though.
It's about this part:
Them on Us
Blurring .... Bluuuurrrrrrrrrrrrriiing
Blurring lines of combinations
Have you considered:
Them on Us
Blurring
Blurring lines of combinations
It looks and sounds better that way, at least, to me.