Lovers and Other Strangers

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Part 1 of the 2 part series

Updated 03/15/2021
Created 09/01/2000
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James Cody
James Cody
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* * * * *

I see you every day.

I know what makes you laugh;
What makes you cry;
What makes you smile, first thing in the morning;
What makes you tremble, when you wake-up,
In the middle of the night;
I know the pain in your eyes;
I know the love in your voice;
I know the smell of your orgasm;
I know the disappointment in your sigh.

But, I've never known you.

You lie next to me,
Every night.
As you sleep,
I
Imagine the secrets that
Escape with the
Sounds of your
Slumber. Do you dream of me,
Or
Of running away from
Me?
Is
The beating of my
Heart
Soothing,
Or the sound of a
Hammer, nailing you to my
Cross?
Do you feel the manifestation
Of
My desire, long and thick,
Gloriously only for you,
Or as a lost reflex for any shade
Of beauty?

You don't know me.

You don't know how I
Taste you when we
Kiss;
How I wonder, if you'd
Die,
If I would live;
How, whenever you walk out the door, I
Think you may walk out of my life;
How I feel happy, once I'm alone and the
Shackles that bind us are loosened;
How my heart fills me - in dread -- with my own life,
To be lived only for me.

When we fuck in the
Morning, your eyes twinkle
With
Stolen sunlight.
When we fuck in the evening,
A tremor of eternity
Twists my heart
With
Rapture.

Each new sunrise
Brings
Strangers to our
Bed.
Every new moonrise inspires
Us
To dream as lovers.

It is good to lose you, and find you,
Again, for another day.

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LeBrozLeBrozabout 17 years ago
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Constantly exploring new facets of a lover

Keeping them strange and inspiring new exploration.

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