Naked ... Home ... Alone

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She and I are lovers
once or twice a week
different aspirations
what we each seek,
Love, lust, latitude
a longitudal state
enjoyable diversion
increase our heart rate,

Mostly at my cabin
but at her condo too
doing what we like
doing what we do,
Half the time a slave
half the time the master
sometimes going slow
sometimes going faster,

Often start with wine
advance as we disrobe
mostly in the afternoon
the spinning of the globe,
Rock, paper, scissors
who will get to be
a willing subservient
of what might come to be,

Every now and then
we invite a total stranger
assessing the risk
assessing the danger,
We both like variety
taste of the unknown
in Lake Ordinary
we throw another stone,

So, the three of us relax
a second glass of wine
the guest we invited
says call me anytime,
Very bi-sexual
we both got a sample
new friend’s sensuality
well beyond ample,

Go our separate ways
until another time
again do the things
once were a crime,
Later that evening
text on my phone
new friend advises
she’s naked … home … alone …

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