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His Kiss....an inspiration
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To All The Men I've Loved Before A kiss on his lips
Was the assist
That I waited ever so patiently
For
To process my thoughts
The impatient pounding of my heart
And mind
Are deafening
But his gentle caress is the gold dust to my silence is golden position
And my 4 shirts fall to the heated floors of his life in movement
And he gives me the attention that I have craved since I Whispered his name the first time
In to a long distance roaming phone call
When my words made no sense to anyone
But his senses
And he smelled me
And he felt me
And all the while he’s moving
Forward and I’m treading deep waters of turmoil
Flailing
Needing the safety of him
And now the music passes through my body
Because he’s in me
His melodic beauty is saving me
And right now hes craving me
To collaborate our bodies to the music this love makes
Though he’s far away
I’ll fly to his calling
...Like a bird
pretty wings
Ah his love
This love.
