POEM: Taoist Coupling

Make love not wore…

Taoist Coupling

She looked at the bed
After just having
Made love
Contemplating if
Should make it
A knew
Having realized
The Taoist way
Perfectly made and unmade
Touched and untouched
Sow be it

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