Meeting suddenly in the night Coincidentally, in the same place at the same time Which seems to be the case for you and I Your eyes twinkle beneath the street light You’re parked in front of me, on your bike I give you a hug, to make up for lost time You ask me how I’m doing I haven’t seen you in a while As I talk, I see your smile shine Not long ago, I was feral and on the prowl Now I’m purring, softly, in his arms Before I met you, I was pulling at my leash When you looked into my eyes, you set me free My gaze is flickering Yours, is searching for mine They meet, for a short glimpse of time You’re stirring up a spark, which I’m not sure I want to reignite If I ever want to see a wildcat I can find her in your eyes
"this feels divine" you told me as my fingertips traced the hills and valleys of your back i did not have the tongue to tell you: only because you make it so only because you are holy you turned over your hot breath against my breast and i trailed my hands over the curves and lines of your side "you are intoxicating" you told me, softly "rather more Dionysian than Apollinian," i replied your throat arched beautifully in the dark room i watched, enchanted, as you spoke: "give me wine, then" you moaned gently sighed melodically when i worked my way towards your lower abdomen not quite a frenzy i had the words but not the will: this is not a blessing this is worship
He writhes on his back like a cat in heat.
The goblet of sun beats down
a fever dream of
illusory imagery;
slatted blinds stream flat lines for
sunbeams and simile;
stripes of symmetries punctuating
each limb extenuated
in my mind is level nine rhapsody.
The chime of steel on steel rings
as steel rings beat steel and catnip clings
to his collar
like a tinier sunbeam
repeating
each folly. My unclean thoughts
are damp and defeated
with naught but cautioned pause
and a deep unappeasable unease
which is, in truth,
ruth unquenched
by his rollocking sea
without blemish.
Beneath the Egyptian candles in candlelight
from a solipsistic candelabrum,
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