For my beautiful Anais

Perpetual Motion

Do you know
That in the etheareal time
When you and I
Become barely entwined
How magical the anticipation
As I poise balanced
Between your thighs
That in a moment
Desire becomes its own force
And try as we might
As we enter eyes contact paradise
All bodily movements
Become self generating
For nothing can stop
The helpless raising of your knees
And the gentle lifting
Of your soft belly to find me
And I prominent
Find the silken glory of you
And thus we move Anais and I
Move!Move! Move!
Determinedly, increasingly, beautifully in
Perpetual motion

Poetry by Adonis Again
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Written on 2007-06-18 at 11:27

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