Pleasure
What binds us is not just physical attraction,
Not just hormones we arouse,
Chemistry we excite, ignite,
When our sensuous fingers and tongues
Explore our erogenous zones
(Where we, who know our pleasure's genetic codes, go),
Plumb our bodies' erotic reservoirs,
Locate the secret recesses of our deepest emotions...
Not just a matter of orgasm, ecstasy, euphoria,
But love, which possesses us with unconditional affection,
Asks nothing of us, ultimately,
But the total devotion of our spirits
To the notion of letting us be free to be ourselves
While yearning to lose ourselves, in each other...
Nothing of us but to believe
That nurturing our trust and respect will keep us close,
Protect us, by letting our souls measure pleasure
Rapture by rapture by rapture.
06/10/10
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