we were drunk with love,
cuddled on a dark park bench;
first time I said no.
that purple dinosaur knew:
we would drown in our own bliss.
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haiku 42
soft, lithe form held taut
straining, rouged, holding breath:
gasp with bliss my love.
haiku 41
lay you down gently,
our bodies against the world;
simple, blissful love.
