A poem by Nancy Fijan
Night air fills with intoxicating words,
Sweet thunderbolts, passionate desire learned.
Ocean away, kilometers apart,
Close minds, unleashed brilliant stars on a chart.
Virtual souls, attentive connection,
Voice free tributes – absolute perfection.
True selves super charge worn spirits, caged hearts,
Ultimate power, electric jumpstart.
Genius trembles and fear melts away,
Fantastic bodies exploding, laissez.
Cherishing their finest exchange, late bliss;
Are we dreaming? Or, should we wildly kiss!
Sensual symphony for hours and hours,
Perfectly in tune, worship and devour.
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