The Man And The Woman
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James McLain
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In the realm of passion, where love resides,
Two worlds collide, in a tender divide.
A man's crescendo, a burst of delight,
In moments of bliss, like stars in the night.
While for a woman, it's a slower-paced race,
A journey of waves, a soft, sweet embrace.
His moment swift, like lightning in the sky,
Hers a crescendo, a slow, steady high.
Two different paths, to ecstasy's embrace,
In the dance of desire, each finds their own space.
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