OK then, I am driving to work, and a poem starts to form itself in my mind. I can't wait to get to work fast enough to write it down. Well, I couldn't get time to write the poem down on paper from my mind until I got a break. I know there is a line or two I can't remember, but here it is, it doesn't have a title yet.

Their flesh melds into one...
Searing their passion to an ecstasy of oneness...
Their breathing escalates as one...
The rhythm of their love binding them together forever.

He feels her driving need to oneness matching his own...
The joy explodes in their souls, bonding them for eternity.

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I have to work on it some more, but the frame is there. Now I just leave it out on the table, to add to or change a word or phrase when I am inspired.