"till all is freely held..."
the kiss, the walk, the talk...mined the time. beguiled the smile, explored the more from the floor to the door...the demure to the whore. from the deep to the creep for all to keep in acceptance without judgment...for love.
such love with lust producing trust. inspiring feast for beauty's beast...by muscle, stock & stone. from soft to stern, he learned to earn the subtle yearn to groan the moan from passion sown. to give the take for dams to break...he mined the time.
with mind to mine, he took his time...for all now freely held
~apollo
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