so beautiful just the same
when you have given yourself to me
so often
that i am blind
and many are the few who understand
the myth of your gentle hand
seeking its master’s approval
with its dance on perfect skin
i am so very thankful for knowing you
and the way you do what you do
to tease out the light in my
darkness
a validation that there is more
and such language at a time like this
when the mood speaks of a secret kiss
while fingers explore
a need for more, an
acceptance that we are okay
amongst the living
on this and every day.
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