Silver bells and Cocker shells
When love flows like rain
when sweat is mixed with heat
and passion drives you insane
When touch grows into goosebumps
ANd kisses feel the night
when two become as one
as the night passes by
Some call it sex
I call it love
Because it makes me feel
so pure and magical
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Hello Charlie, You have penned a very lovely poem. Yes it is beautiful when two come together in love. Thank you for sharing this sweet and sensual poem. You take care, Sandy


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very good
i like it.it is sweet,and so cute.the happy little elfs make a nice touch.

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It can't be nothing less than love when two come together as one cause it is pure and magical. When the fire of passion is so consuming. Yes some do call it sex, I to call it love!!




