- Non-Erotic Poetry
- I wonder
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He lays himself bare to me,
in his eyes and as he stands before me.
Hesitant yet bold.
He is so beautiful,
I'm bound and held by his light.
His quiet moods,
contemplative,
his thoughts I read on his face.
His eyes like the wind moving across the clouds.
Does he know how I love to watch the play of them?
In my thoughts I see him.
Standing tall in a crisp white shirt.
My hand upon his chest, feeling the rhythm.
My heart constricts at the fine figure he cuts and my body is drawn to his.
Does he know that his voice is a symphony of the finest quality?
Composing its music like silk across warm skin.
Each note like his fingers caressing my thighs,
rich and sensual.
I wonder if he knows.
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