The Strangeness of Love

I think I would like

To sleep with you

What do you think of that

Does it make you happy

Is your pulse doing a happy dance

As I move closer

Touching you for the first time

In the dusk light

Fingers explore with

Wonder and delight

Feeling the pattern of your

Pulse – beat by beat

I like your body, I like what it does

In the tangle of our bodies

Your mouth tender – your

Tongue tells me slow stories

Upon my skin

Here we lie – reckless

Ride into the stars

In the strangeness of love

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Not much to tell, antisocial, bipolar, loner, poet. That's me in 4 word's.

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