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Nov 2012
We had Sunday ***
that morning,
even though
it was really a Tuesday.
Sunday ***
is the type of ***
that happens after
sleeping in for hours.
I don’t know what wakes me up:
your fingers
pulling at my *******
in your eagerness,
or maybe it was
the part of you
that I now feel
pressing into my lower back,
or maybe it was
the alarm clock
set by my full bladder,
or maybe it was
just time to be awake.
“Not yet,”
I whisper,
pulling my ******* back up
and removing myself
from tangled covers
and your wanting embrace,
so that I can tip toe my way
through discarded clothes
and the maze of books
that litter your floor
until I can unlock the door,
and after peeking into the hallway
to make sure that its empty,
prance to the bathroom,
hoping that none of your roommates
open their doors,
until after I make it safely back
into your room,
and shut and lock your door.
After I get back,
I crawl up next to you,
wiggling  my way
back underneath the blankets,
rewarming my body
with the heat that your body shares.
As morning makes it’s way
into the afternoon,
we kiss lazily,
and take our time
feeling each other,
giggling and whispering,
unlike night ***,
where after long days,
we skip a few steps
and miss a few things
because we’re in a hurry
to get to sleep.
I like Sunday ***,
because the daylight
lets me see your face
and watch our bodies
as they move together
until feeling overwhelms me
and I can’t focus
on anything anymore,
so I close my eyes
and hold you tighter.
After it’s all done,
we’ll just lay there,
not saying much
as we stare off
into separate spaces
as our fingers stay attached
drawings unfocused patterns
on slightly damp skin
that radiates the heat
made with our love.
Eventually we’ll get hungry,
and decide to go eat,
but it will take us a while
to actually get dressed
and leave the sanctuary
found in your room
where naked memories
float comfortably,
left behind for next time.
I feel like this isn't necessarily "explecit" or "overly pornographic" but if people find it offensive, comment, and I will mark the little box. :)
Tyler Loeslein
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Tyler Loeslein  Maryland
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