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When we are naked
And joined
We become
One
Great creature
That writhes
And pulses;
That rises
And excretes;
That fumbles
And screams.
That reeks of lust
And burns with longing
That stinks of love
And is gutted with sex.
Take a look at this
Creature
Do you recognize it?
Half of it is you
Half of it is me
Together we create this
Series of ugly gyrations
In the course of making love
Look at the complexity!
The grace in its convulsions!
Bathe in the beauty and the sounds!
It is almost
Godlike
O! The symmetry of the flesh!
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