by TranslucentGirl
The poem brings out the yearning, the need to be close and be one with the other. The smelting of two souls, cocooned in their own world. A nice thought. The complete sexual immersion, awash in the deep recesses of our bodies. Would that be what one calls absolute love? Perhaps.
Dear Anonymous,
you want the 'fall' without the 'love'?
It's not as hard this way, I doubt it would make its way to become a poem!