I’m biting my lip Thinking about him The height and his presence The way my stature fits to his The sinuous span of his arms Wrapped around my length But it’s more than that It’s how we connect Through his easy smile Through smile lined eyes Through his wit; like a knife How he sparkles when wrapped With a presence like mine And in these arms I forget Outside woes and regrets Just present with breath And how love Leaves us divine
I’m on a roll.. but it’s a good one! For the first time in a year the words come easy, and the flow is joyful