By B.K.
Date: 2007 Sep 17
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A Catch of Breath

Open my lips soft moans
Hear this sultry song
In deep tones of earthly desire
An orgasmic feast of love
In etched notes
Expanding minds
We redefine love-signs
Think.. how could we possibly
Grind passion any finer
While walking a tightrope without a wire
Electromagnetically charged
Cleo and Anthony on a cosmic barge
A catch of breath a touch of thigh
And we’re out of this world
Gravitational dimension jumpers
Off into our own Tantric high