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Click hereIn some morning, not long ago
as the light slowly broke and with padded footsteps crept
through the skylight
I awoke a moment and an eternity before you
to gaze upon the loveliness of slumber
still deeply clinging to your eyelids,
the rising of sweet breath in your chest
the cheekbones I delight in tracing
with lips and fingertips.
There is not a part of you that is not beloved by me.
Nude and smooth under my gentle palms
you murmur, murmur
and I hear what I want to hear,
dear boy.
A kiss on the nape to tell you what I know.
My body cups you, to contain you in my limbs,
Si je pouvais, a sanctuary,
To keep you safe
In the small span of my embrace.
You arouse within
compassion and lust
you fragile man,
you brave boy.
Through the poem the intimate transmissions you broadcast at your lover are strong and clear especially since they are spread over such a broad range. Meticulously and with ease you share your many fold observations, at one point I wanted to echo your romantic gashing with my own : Si je pouvais –a witness… <P>