i’m writing a thousand lines this morning, and none are going exactly where i want them to… but these are close

14Jan10

i slowly
gently
brush aside
your hair
and your bluster
you blink
sleepily
i kiss you
softly
with a
forced patience
millions of
little duck feet
barely
under the surface
making for
some far off shore
where i would
turn to
your soft
elegant
hand stroking
my stubble
faux displeasure
briefly
luckily
spending a few moments
on that face
i pull
you
closer
with
restrained urgency
your naked body
a map with nothing
but
destinations
a journey
paying off
in ways
that make dreams
envious
i
want
you
to feel appreciated
with every kiss
i
want
you
to feel desired
with every caress
i want, you
but

i need

you

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