Nothing could escape…
No particle, matter
light, or shape.
Her gravitation field
was far too great;
subduing all resistance.
All I could do was wait,
until I was fully taken
by her attraction.
Benjamin Thomas
PLEASANT FRUIT OF ROMANCE
Her eyes
Mesmerized
The very fabric
Of the mind
Our eyes
Aligned
Locked
Danced
Smooth
Steady
Streamed
Solid
Ready
Romance
Irresistible
Urge
Released
Splurge
And
Reach
Forward
Sweep
Her soul
Into mine
Let them
Mingle
Intertwine
Bud
Knit
Blossom
Align
Beauty
Into
Aromatic
Fruit
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