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Monday 26 August 2013

Sensory Deprivation

We were naked
Happy to have warm salt water
Fondle our bodies
She wanted to
& we did submerge ourselves
Entirely lithesome underwater

My muse then
Weightless & spreadeagled
In petals of heavenliness
She wanted to
& we did allow ourselves
The extreme purity of indulgence

We became
Our own subterranean muses
In that love swim
Of our wonderful lives


from 
Parting Shots - Love Of The Status Quo

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