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I Write About Him
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To All The Men I've Loved Before His silent breaths sweep my hair covered buttocks
His musical reverberation
confounds me
He strips the sheets from my inhibitions
and massages my emotions
I spill my fluids on to his masculinity
and we lose consciousness until the sun is high
The beat of his heart
is the metronome to my spoken word
And poetic procession is created with our lovemaking
He demonstrates the perfect rhythm
as he enters the gateway to my soul
He showers in my bleeding femininity
and never utters
a single
complaint
He gazes in to my concealed insecurities
and never utters
a single
concern
He creates a new me
inside of me
outside of me
and only utters
how he loves me
how he craves me
Mmmm…
I write about him
I love to write about him
He’s what I write about
