“just one time…i’d like to place my

lips on your neck and sip/

from your scent like the finest wine/

in the world and don’t mind being/

intoxicated by your essence…”

next lifetime

time, place, and space

aren’t on my side/

traitors, if you want to know/

partly because

i don’t have you/

in this lifetime with me/

there’s a sadness in me

that lingers like/

dark clouds…no light in sight/

oh if i had the opportunity…

to glance at your male beauty

or to admire the way your bright eyes

smile when your boyishness

appears when you are amused/

my mind hurts from

the vivid vignettes/

of how much i give to

taste and revel in/

the sweetness of your kisses…

deep, passionate kisses/

that would last for hours

my heart longs to have

your head resting against

my bosom so you/

can hear the melody of

my affections…my passion

i have for you/ my dreams

seem more and more real/

because i swear your touch

levitates me to another universe

that i don’t want to come down from/

just one time…i’d like to place my

lips on your neck and sip/

from your scent like the finest wine/

in the world and don’t mind being/

intoxicated by your essence…

i want to immerse myself in your

body of water so can experience/

wholeness…incredible wholeness

that floods my sanctuary full of joy/

pleasure…*sigh*/

time, place, and space

aren’t on my side

traitors, since you already know…

but next lifetime, they will be/

my allies… bth090912

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