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Click hereWhy did you have to let me see you naked?
We could have stayed “just friends” until the end.
Why did you have to sweetly bend your body
And show me secrets that you’d not defend?
You turned to me and you weren’t even blushing
You dropped your hands— you closed your eyes— you sighed.
I could no longer stop myself approaching
My naked love for you I cannot hide.
I'm not as informed as Peter_Cleveland about the technical jargon of poetry, but I do know what I like. The feeling of a man confronted by his "friend" becoming his lover. The fear, the thrill, the repressed longing overcomes. It has happened to me.
In well-crafted traditional verse--two quatrains of rhyming iambic pentameter--the poet evokes a sweet moment in a human relationship. A woman, without saying a word--and somewhat to the surprise her male friend--initiates sex with him. Very nicely done, and 5 stars.