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It's May, it's May, a sonnet about sex in May
the essential enigma
The rage of rapture poses an extreme
dilemma -- meant for sharing pleasure, yet
composed of elements that make it seem
invasive -- even dangerous -- a threat
delivered and accepted joyously;
her cries, akin to pain, might indicate
unwelcomeness, though that is boisterously
untrue, for it is an inherent trait
to want this lusty linkage, mating fer-
vently and openly with passions un-
constrained, our needs and love converged and sur-
ging with a fearsome shine that makes us one
with nature's wildness and our primal base
and blazes on our bodies and our face.
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