The cold evening sunlight shower,
candle illuminates a dancing light tower,
we look into each others eyes under cover,
love burns as passion with the gazes of my lover.

This is something divine, a ritual align of stars,
as it engulfs the heartbeats, the ultimate pleasure,
as we go on the scents of lavender and the honey stairs,
we travel through places known and unknown.

Embracing scars we long to reveal,
healing the broken and the unbroken as we surreal,
in a World, where only two hearts live, breathing through each other,
the genuine gentle symphonic synchronization of lovers.

A delicate divinity within itself,
undergoing a soothing taste of love,
something that lasts an eternity within himself and herself.
A moment of overflowing passion that makes the body bow.

The flames die out and the bodies lie as life seems beautiful,
love strides on, in hands held, tears shed and bloods bled,
it's not a moment of love making, it is but a memory so handful,
to be concealed in one heart but two souls to carry it forward in the love held.
© Josh D

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I usually don't write poetry on bodily love, it makes me uncomfortable but taking on something challenging is always interesting. I have tried my best to keep this within limits.

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