"Let my pillow be a diary...a place for your secrets to rest. The bed is but a canvas for your desires to manifest. The sheets will house your inhibitions while the covers smother us and I listen. Tender thoughts need a thoughtful place to land; in the quiet of the night, I promise to understand. The comfort of silence can open hearts to the stars. Such depth of connection makes eyes glow like fireflies in jars...may the molecules of our energies conduct not only heat, but also the affection that we both seek. We lay together not to make love, but to have love make us, form us, warm us. The convection of proximity will forge bonds that stretch far beyond this bed. These pillows house dreams that stretch far beyond each head. Horizontal positioning creates vertical movement as our minds reach a higher level...learning more, knowing more, our spirits flutter and refuse to settle. Inclinations, intimations, they're all spiritual information that lead to mental inspiration. Intercourse takes place when there's physical participation. The universe unravels under these sheets, and we feel the world turn with our heartbeats. Cuddling is an exploration of the cosmos, our depth shared and insecurity pared as our loves osmose. The moon is a beacon, signaling as it gracefully glows. It calls for us to wax and wane our essences to each other before our eyes close. In doing so, a new world of understanding rises with the dawn. Out of the darkness comes a love so bright that it compromises the sun."
-A.Lewis
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