My original poem inspired by a kindred encounter.
The Zen Den
Amidst the sensual scent of sandalwood she sat
Her sex glistening in anticipation of her lover’s touch
She inhales the chemistry of intellect and craves the feel of their aligned stars
Delivered by the skill of his tongue
Arching, she invites him into her chrysalis to explore her butterfly
And together they shift the universe until deliciously shattered
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