Reflections On My Lover, Nighttime Musings
Thinking back to his manly side outline,
Flowing slightly inwards, but not enough to perturb,
The suggestions of body hairs state humanity,
His subtle tan includes him in with the rough;
Smiling gently, he alights to my origami,
His accepting hair copiously outweighs my breathing,
As he hovers there to await the initiating signal,
For warmth and movement’s harmoniously laughing spring.
Constructing my suggestion and intention,
I lie awake compiling my words for his reaction,
Which settles me into life’s stance and symphony,
Of entanglement and sexual interaction.
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