twentyfirst song

walking into a dark room

that is foreign

into a warm bed you frequent

all night in darkness

i see you though

but only as a man that has

eyes through his hands

as his sensual extensions

has his mouth and lips

that can touch and feel,

in circling strides of your

tongue will I feel you upon

me

succumbing to your skin

contacts on me.

completely.

once my lips/my mouth/my

sensual fingertips

have softly unturned

every corner

the slightest undulations that

have responded to my sliding

searches

my slipping kisses,

my piercing into the wetness

of your spread open thighs

my deeper penetration.

and now it is you who dwells

upon me in your clasping

straddling/entangling/and

luscious moves of copulation

crushes of body suffocations

fiery frictions of touching

skins

that shed/inflame/and burn

that offer this purgatory

this pelvic rocking purge

without any light

and by the crack of dawn

i wake alone

punished

with more desire to seek

you

with more longing

to be with you

in the light

to see you alive in your

moves

to see you completely

with my own eyes.

zoltanzelan

zjg-poetry’02/’20

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