Like those lips so soft
heart so warm and
inhibitions doffed
There’s matrimony
when rock to flesh
finds comfort stony
Defile mine all mine
expect support
let rancor recline
And white’s purity
defines its stay
through maturity
Allowing for change
from time to time
in no way feels strange
As sudden burning
lifts from sleep life
that limes contouring
Then without a sound
picks up all that’s
madly set aground
Lifting it aloft
to move ahead
presses lips so soft
Should it be declared
marriage is good
let feelings be spared?
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