painted
and
tickled pink,
Sky blushes
-immodest and proud.
Mother,
bless us,
as
we dip into the night
and free ourselves
of need
and desire.
and stoke
that devilish
need
to conspire
with those naughty
pleasures
that simply inspire
love,
for all that is real.
love,
for nature’s raw appeal.
love,
for a tender touch.
love
for the sake of love alone.
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