Making Love Is Not Love But It May Be The Beginning of Love

Making love requires no thought. You move as the fronds of a palm tree move in the breeze. It is all instinct. All wonder. After making love there is nothing like making love, slowly, idly, like walking without a destination, or swimming in a warm sea. Making love defies explanation or exposition, description or clarification. Making love is one of those rare human exchanges in which the more you give,

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