There is a surge
At the moment of attraction
A primal feeling continues to urge
Causing a full reaction
Shivers go up and down
Getting juices flowing
The feeling of being drowned
As the wind is blowing
Flailing limbs
Just as graceful as a swan
As the light slowly dims
Then rises to the dawn
Drinking from the fountain
Passions increasing
Feelings of tumbling off the mountain
Down to final releasing
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