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you asked me

doesn't this make you horny

well, many thoughts about you

make me do so

of course

but keep in mind my love

you are pure desire for me

that I can not yet touch

you are a sip from a too hot cup

I ache to taste you

and wreck a bed in attempts

to physically wreck you (winks)

as well as lengthily embrace you

and feel your solid realness

clasped in my own soft gripping hands

you are the curse and the cure for me

you overwhelm and capsize me

with the simplest statements sometimes

you are the cleverest spider

to my poor besotted fly

I am mad for your mouth and kisses

yes, oh God yes

but equally mad to hear your softest

little sigh

or hear your voice whisper my

name in sweet reverence and awe

or even to just watch you dress

but I'd prefer to see that amazing

body of yours undressed

without question you've few or

no flaws

perhaps I need to see more and more

of you wearing less and less

a deeply feminine thing

I am certain to a man to confess

still, its so much more

than physical bliss

ah but yet its the physical side

of expression that repeatedly

plasters my thoughts all over your

eye catching chest

why, I know that you feel it too

and I think in some deeper ways

knowing me

even from this distance

has changed something so wanting to

something so wonderful in you

you are sweeter than you know

I tap into that with you

you put up with my rampant insecurities

(though I am growing more and more secure

and in tune)

and yes like you said

when it comes to you , you know me better

than I know myself

I wouldn't dare to disagree

for your heart in its own need

calls out so clearly to me

at that level

I always hear you loud and clear

I just don't know what's going to happen

when

once I have you with me

sharing space and breath

love and flesh

heat and its lingering rest

only for you to leave me then

and from my reality disappear

for my heart ever will be

fine china in your fine

pianist's like hands

whether far from me or

near me you choose to stand

you now

whether you want to or not

hold my finest

form of lover's happiness

curled up warmly

in the palm of

your favorite hand..........

(Sept. 10, 2007 318 am)