We Make Love…

We make love
to the sound of cicadas
singing
at the rising
of the morning sun.
.
’tis glorious!
.
When our
bodies
dance
in a
Lust-filled trance
and….
we exchange parts of ourselves
for a few hours of exuberance…
astronomical bliss!

we make….
Love, in
lust.

-Trista Daniell
@Trista.Daniell (IG)
http://www.TristaDaniell.com

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