*Artwork "Daffodil Hands" pencil sketch by Amor Sabor
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“Mango Sighs”

Love and lust …are pink crystal breasts
A blue gray sunrise in December’s eye
late evening saturated by mango sighs
Love’s candles burning at both ends
wrinkled hearts smoothed by soul’s silk
She is tranquil fire deep in my belly
And her bare body is my opiate flower
She succumbs to her kinetic lusting
With ruby lips upon the pages of me
Her valley between heaven and earth
Quaking violently in the anticipation
Poised to receive me in celebration
vanilla thighs parting like the red sea
hips gyrating freely thick in embrace
she speaks to me in her mango sighs
platinum ecstasy awaits in the wings
dormant footsteps in hushed silence
where she tastes of gravity inverted
kissed by a midnight sun over oceans
waves and tides of prism pleasures
we are entities within opposite triangles
her pink body taut like an angry drum
eyes focus in intense grapefruit colors
her smiles become a three ring circus
in the mysterious tent of my reborn lust
her ultimate satisfaction is my religion
she invites me into her chapels of climax
with a burning white intensity of desires
cries of “come with me, come with me”
her fever burns me from the inside out
turning contagious in the sweet melody
I join her eagerly in the resolute balance
to sleep in the embrace of its tranquility
and it is then that I understand the need
then when it all becomes apparent to me
this instinct that burns underneath skin
to be closer than mere flesh and bone
the real secret of listening to heartbeats
the underlying desires long hidden away
when realization hits…that I am…in love

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