Lust May Be A Game Of The Imagination Poem by Shalom Freedman

Lust May Be A Game Of The Imagination



LUST MAY BE A GAME OF THE IMAGINATION

Lust may be a game of the imagination
But there was no love
Like our bodies' love
When we touched
And held each other
Even the mind died in happiness-

O Ecstasy you and I
Ecstasy our bodies
In each other
Oh love my love for your
And your love for me

Long go
Before it all ended
In sadness.

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Shalom Freedman

Shalom Freedman

Troy New York
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