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Merging

Often we sit at the Sun's final hour,
sprinkled by golden tones,
a most magnificent shower.

My head in your lap as the Sun turns to Stars,
the sweet intimacy we share,
is never really that far.

Stories of old and stories of new,
float silently...suspended,
between us two.

The fire is kindled deep down inside,
you can see its glowing embers,
mirrored in my eyes.

A touch, a sigh, a whisper, soft moans,
to know you so intimately,
is to return Home.

Gently you rest your soul inside mine,
and together up through,
the starry heavens we climb.

by April Bender

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