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Click hereIn mid morning,
stirred and unsated
a solitary green tangle
of sheets
three times
you fuck me,
hands living
and dying
between my thighs,
you bite me
and whisper
to my exposed neck,
breathe hard longings
at my back
and drench me
in the unsaid between us
The agony
never to know you this way,
only in frankness
and courtesy,
only in my mind
In mid morning,
stirred and unsated
a solitary green tangle
of sheets
Having found you (on 13/03/14) I'm going back over previous poems I missed. This is misleadingly simple and very erotic. The choice words that trigger sensuality dropped, almost casually, though out the piece are well chosen. The rumpled bed a reality, the passion, the raw sexiness, all an illusion. beautifully done.