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Click hereThis is how I want you.
Fresh, as you linger
in the shower, cascades
leaping free of your skin
and splashing at your feet.
That one looks so inviting,
clear and streaming off the tip
of you swelling in my view.
I lick my lips and remember
how it feels to slide your slight
resiliency inside and massage
a response from you with my tongue.
I love you like this,
unaware of my shaky
hands as they imagine
glissading down the slope
of your chest, only to cling
tightly to your thick length,
jutting from the hard wall
of the mountain
that you are.
I need you like this,
answering my kiss with one
of your own, my warm drink
of sexuality as I shelter
you in our bed; our tent
in the wilds of urban life.
which you counterpoint in the final stanza, and is evident in stanzas 1 and 3,is weaker in stanza 2. I think the poem would have been stronger if it was .
Something to the effect of "jutting crags, softened by sinuous streams"....perhaps you need more showertime for further research? ;)
tt2u
For me, the best is at the end:
as I shelter
you in our bed; our tent
in the wilds of urban life.