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Sensual
pleasures are like soap bubbles, sparkling,
effervescent. The pleasures of intellect
are calm, beautiful, sublime, ever enduring
and climbing upward to the borders of
the unseen world.
Aughey, John H.
~~Poetry~~
Indigo Dreams
Midnight Kisses
Midnight Dance
Become My Breath
Beneath
a Wanton Moon
Again
and Again
Island
Paradise
Mystic
Mirror
Advent
of an Autumn Breeze
Expose
My Desire
Cosmic
Rendevous
As
We Lay
Ocean
Of Love
Karma
Sutras Symphony
Alone
I Lay
Dreams
of Debauchery
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