Imagine as spirits we rise and fall,
In time and rhythm in a physical thrall,
Initiating turns to dominate
In a magical wonerderland transcendant state,
Where two consciousness meld along with the soul
Rapturous and simultaneously out of control,
Contorting and bending in tantric ways
Learning and discovering each and everyday,
To uncover and explore new heights of love
Combined with a new conscious and develop sensual lust,
That respects each spirit and cherishes the soul,
Embraces the being and love unconditional.
fauxcroft 
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