After Math

Skin flows
From mortal flesh
Yet so surreal,
Glowing with the light
From unabashed
Erotic delight
That lovers feel,
From the sheen of our bliss
Sweet perspiration
Brought about by coupling
Or the so-called goal for
Multiplication.
Decreasing heart rates
After sanity is increased,
Only a fraction of time
Yet it lasted an infinity,
During that moment of release
There was no division.
Subtracted from our bodies
Was the tension
And all in all,
One plus one
Equals one
In this addition.

by a nobody named maui

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Very sensual poem from somebody who calls themselves nobody, Charlie.