You and I, two disembodied spirits reaching inevitability,
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climaxing into a naked singularity of genital bliss
our mutual, onrushing race towards a single, nuclear
peak of infinity and space-time pleasures hurls
our carnal spirits
of flesh and blood into a frenzy of love-induced
supernovas of nerve-tingling energy and violent
which inexorably move along and ripple outward from
the epicenter of our conjoined spirits like waves,
seemingly painfully at first...,
then pleasurably at last with a breathless, intense
surrendering shudder of both of our beings
in synchronized unison--
"Good verse, like art, is difficult."
--ngoc m. nguyen, aka "poembender"