Magic Carpet
14 November, 2006
Author: Rick Ryckman
Her murmurs of delight resound in euphoria.
I can feel her gentleness like the glitter of falling snow.
I can feel my desires entwining and overwhelming.
Feeling the thrilling joy of sweet bliss.
My heart is singing with rapture.
Soaring on wings upward to the heavens.
Sailing on a magic carpet of ecstasy.
We will savor the ultimate pleasure.
Dancing with me through eternity.
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