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Doubt and Misconception
There is a trace of doubt and misconception in her heart.
It is seen in her eyes, sadness, a loss we are so far apart.
Closeness, nearness, love is asked of her.
A shimmering glance of life without ties is so dear.
Why the discontent the questions of my ways.
I learned to love as nature, body beautiful in her many days.
Let's run free, be me, be you.
Love with heart and soul.
Alleviate all fears, Let me show you. You teach me.
Mind, body, holistic all.
Shadows smother World's unearthly goods.
Breakaway. Use the key. Unlock the doors to the neighborhoods.
Signs say... Can you read only print? Listen only with ears?
Stop procrastination, yet waste away with years.
Beauty, youth, innocence of doubting quality...
Wants, needs, materialistic views in quantity.
Poor of materials; Rich in love...shows me life.
Then why this trace of doubt and misconception which only yields strife?
Let's leave no room for "Doubt And Misconception' It is time to step up and be counted! Amatory Dance Murmuring incantations to the rising sun they shared the wakeful moments, excitation heightened by stars bursting forth in their minds ... passion anointing expectant hearts with desire. Mouth on breast nurtured self with atoms of vitality, fingers explored life's inner cavern, they reeled in unison, drinking of each other, until spent by mutual intox- ication, paused to regroup their senses. Then, thighs trembling with rhythmic bursts of energy generated moans and cries as hunger's devouring tongue searched out secret wounds of rejuvenation ... bodies taut with spring like rigidity fused together as the sun settled beyond the horizon and the moon rose blood red before their eyes. OH MY DARLING WHAT A BEAUTIFUL HORIZON! OK baby call me tomorrow when you awake.
If we did not have doubt and confusion and misconception we would not have compassion and understanding and the abilitity to seek truth. Thank you for sharing your thoughts.