Key is it,
Love.
Opens a door
A door to
A whole new world
Of senses and sensuality,
Of which poets composed,
Painters sweated on,
Songbirds bleed their voices too,
The universe's most ancient story,
Of a lover and a beloved,
Whirl, stir, dance through -
To the darkness and light -
Then to the beyond unknown.
ALLY
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