How do I thank you
For all you do
My handsome Muse?

You are smooth and firm
You are soft and malleable
You are young and old
You are mine.

I love our languid kisses
Slowly taken in the silence
Hiding in the shadows
Away from prying eyes.

Our love is slow
And beautiful
And how tenderly-
Desperately I want you.

I taste you for days
But am always delightfully surprised
I know your body
But I'm still discovering

I feel you grow
And change with me
Explorers, in our own right,
Of the passion we share.

Because I'd rather live anywhere
Except with you.

What darkness have you come from?
A child sleeping in tent city
Hearing the flick of bic lighters
And listening to the sounds of death.
Nothing to fill your tiny belly
Working to put food in your mouth
And the mouths of those who
Should have taken care of you.
Now you work hard
Harder than anyone I've known
And strive to never be
Like those who barely let you live.
And the fact that you work
To never be in that place again
And the love that you are still capable to exude
Makes me love you.
You could be so broken,
But you are not.

I write, hoping to soothe
My weary mind.
But it will not shut off
And it takes every fiber of my pride
Not to call
Ask when you will be home
And confess I have forgotten
How to sleep alone.

Such a shame
I can only write
Whilst in pain.