He loves to kiss on my neck
Rubs me down with warm truth
That makes us connect
To an outer body experience, like a muse
A spiritual muse, that makes moment like this
Stop; time stopped for us, I don’t know what to do
But the universe really stopped time
Just for us to shine, this is very different very new
Not sure what this mean; but if this is love
I still wouldn’t know what to think
Europa's Space Of Poetry 
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