No Idea

Spun gold
Is your hair hanging in this dim room as light shines through from the bedside table

Warmth
Is your soft laugh and breathy voice as you and I move

Arousal
Is the scent you bring into a room that changes when we touch

Perfection
Is in each breast, nipple, belly button, earlobe, toe, inner thigh, dimple, smile, everything that makes you… you

Sustenance
Is what you give me when you cum… you have no idea

Eternity
Is when you sleep, dream, and I cannot join you

Forever
Is what I see when you look at me… after all this time you are still shy

Everything
Is what you give without knowing, though you’d give it anyway and then some

Electricity
Is when your hair brushes my face, your legs encircle my waist or your lips touch my neck

Shock
Is the realization that you and I are not one but that I have to let you go

Life
Is what I cannot have without you

Lost
Is me without you, my anchor, my joy… you have no idea

You think you’re just a person I’ve invited into my life.

You think you mean only as much as I articulate with words when we speak.

You think I will go on without you but this person you know will cease to be if you leave.

You are what makes me better.

You have no idea.