LITTLE dove who loves the skies above
beneath your wings I bring your knees
We smother each other in bed for days

Satin white betrays the deed of love
Compassion demands the brute in me
I take and you give — we share in need

Human nature constricts the deed
in words and concepts it describes
and takes away the element of nature

We lock our eyes on each others soul —
smell, touch, sweat, and deep desire
and release the spark that makes us
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