Brain Melds.


Brain Melds.

We spend so much
of our lives alone,
and so much of that
time is spent on another,
creating fantasy in our minds.    
We surely were meant to be paired,
for to be lonely is to be impaired.

If only our minds could travel
the distance between us and mesh,
in a heavenly brain meld of passion.
All physical friction unnecessary,
just wave after wave of spasmodic pleasure,
then life would be more tolerable,
but would we ever leave our lonely beds?       ©-MFB III

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