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I don’t want to brag
Especially in the
Company
Of so many who are wonderful at poetry
But you can search far, wide, cold places,
And hot
And you won’t find a better muse
Than the one I got  
My poetry isn’t really good enough for him
He deserves Maya Angelou
Someone good enough to be known
So the entire world can see
Just how perfect a muse/poet team can be
That incredible human being
Who should be praised
Throughout history
Surely deserves a better poet than me
It’s such a beautiful
Destination
I am heading to:
Home
I think I found in you
The road to there is more exciting
This is surely true
Butterfly stomachs
Swelling up chest
Tingly skin
Wetness within
That’s where you take me to
Maybe, together, we can roam
On our way to comfortable
Home
You are one of the last
Few
True
Gentlemen
It’s such a rare treat to know you
You never push
Or ask me to extend
On what I’m comfortable to do
You respond openly
And, truthfully too
You’re not afraid to be sensitive
But you’re also strong
And brave
I want you to know
It’s a pleasure knowing you
You beautiful, beautiful, man
I think you’re the best I ever knew
And I’m so **** delighted
You want to know me too
I’m tingling, shining, and skipping around
The change you brought out in me
So I’m deeply thanking the
Woman who brought you to be
You beautiful, beautiful man
You might be too good for me
My neighbor is growing ***
Right in the back yard
She goes to work all day
The sun baking those little trees
I’ve been dutifully watering them
I’m sure hoping she sees
Maybe she’ll be inspired
To share some of it with me
What in the actual f!@k
Has happened to this country?
How can one single
Dumb human
Cause so much strife and disharmony?
I suppose this trouble’s been brewing
For nearly an eternity
But to bring it around
For some unfunny clown
Is an embarrassment, globally
I want to love you
And hold you
And lick you all over
Even **** on your sweaty toes
(among other things)
I want your body to feel so
Relaxed and at peace
I want to have you moaning for me
I want to rub you and cover you
With kisses
Make you exclaim
“What GREAT loving this is!”
As you lay on my reverence altar
While I worship your sacred manhood
Recently lovingly bathed by me
Your magnificent, beautiful body
Oiled and primed
I’ll take my sweet time
From head to feet
Feet to head
Lots of time in the middle
Boo
You know I got sumthin’ waiting for you
To make happiness spill from your pores
And just so you know
It’s only yours
Naturally, “Do me baby” is playing in the background.
My vision of you,
Belied if tallied with stars in the night,
Like the moon lit blue.

Don’t tell me it’s true,
When I dare say you’re my sunlight,
If asked my vision of you.

Because there are so few,
Paintings that describe you right,
Your beauty like the moon lit blue.

Won’t you tell me a clue?
How do I eternalize this precious kite?
To keep my vision of you.

If only you knew,
You leave me breathless, gone my flight,
Tamed like the moon lit blue.

I pledge my true-blue
Forever be my pride, my delight, my side,
For my vision of you,
Is authentic like the moon lit blue.
My first tale,
Of villanelle,
So love I tell;
Though not too well,
Of a villanelle.

(Bulan Biru: Blue Moon)
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