When the rhythm is just right
do not falter at all
allow your bodies to take flight
to rise, then soar, then fall
‘midst -
gasping
groaning
grinding
panting
pleading
praying,
begging God for more.
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haiku - cinquain - tanka - sedoka - modernist - nonet - prose - free verse - rhyme - and any other style I decide to try master