THE MOMENT

 

Waves of ecstasy radiate from flesh against flesh,

erasing all thoughts beyond the intensity of the moment,

begging for more, but fearing it not possible.

And then the moment fades,

replaced by a desperate hope

that someday, somewhere,

it will happen again –

and again, and again…

5-28-06

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No, I wasn't riding my horse bareback.

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