Ideal Real

If love that’s real is true ideal

Then so must body be;

Soul and flesh must intermesh

Till all is held, yet free.

These words, of course, show fiery force

Because they bring to light

The hidden soul of sex control

And its deep burning might.

For sex control is healthy, whole,

Until it’s time to do;

And then, let go! Let lover know

The holy flesh of you!

Then fuck with dick, and fuck with mind,

With tongue and hands fuck all!

The body is the spirit’s jiz,

My slut does want it all!

Then when the juice of mental joy

Through loving flesh is real,

The two who love, like stars above,

Make earthly dream ideal!

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