Tracy's Rhythm

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    Tracy's Rhythm

    friction....pumping...skin to skin...harder...faster...caught in his rapture..thrashing legs..falling..floating...sighing...breathless..
    breathless..enveloped in his heat..drowning
    in his scent...whipped...beat..i fall to sleep...

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    The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

    Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

    afresh30’s Poems (8)

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