Don’t be
content with
Facts and figures –
Nor talk about
sweetness
Until it moves
inside and
Shakes you like an
earthquake.
I don’t remember
for how long I was
gazing
at the half moon
last night.
I was utterly lost
inside
Her mouth.
My dear companion,
It is not the size or
The shape that touches
us deeply.
It is the willingness
To make love to what is
Real –
Your body changes
Every time I look at you.
But you are the same
You have always been
and will always be
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