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mersault in
the silent waters. I clung as firmly as I could, keeping hard and fast
within her, Marin's puissant muscles that propelled us causing Marin's molten
warmth to tighten and relax endearingly around me. We both gave a cry
of ecstasy as we broke the surface, gulping air as again we dove below
the surface, Marin's grey-blue delphine shape sparkling with the starlight
that seemed to shine in constellations from Marin's night black eye.
Countless were our turns that night, countless the spirals and
volutions of our lovemaking. For an age our essences mingled in
glorious synergy in the limpid salt waters of the pool, our skins wet
and shining, clinging hard and furious to each other, my hands roaming
over Marin's glistening body as we turned and rolled before I spilled my
soul deep within Marin's body. The endless, immortal night spun on towards
eternity as we drifted apart for a moment, the pearls of our lust
scattering throughout the waters.
Then together we lay.
We wept as we lay together on the hydrostatic bed, my head supported
above the water, the bed on which we lay submerged some twenty
centimetres below the surface of the pool, Marin's head across my chest
shiny silver and weighty. For our love and for each other we wept:
weeping tears of thankful, poignant joy for our sha
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