I’ve bathed in invitations of uncertainty
I’ve wept some lonely history, in my time –
Ached for, my turn to come
For marriage, happiness, friendship
It was very hard to learn
To be patient, to not want too much –
I’m standing here before you
I do not know what I bring
Or if you can hear music
In my secret heart, it comes echoing
There were contagious smiles
Laughter traded between us
You said you liked to see a man
Come undone in bed, face to face
With your ever actively creative libido
I turned with the lips of the biggest happiness
To bathe in your eager-sweet hospitality.
Breathtaking as always…. *sigh*
Thank you Sarah, so you don’t like wordpress eh? Ah well.