Brilliance in Fawning

Whispers in the depth of night
Whites of our eyes shining bright
Lips in movement
Words offer our reality
Conversing in shallow tunes
Touch, leaning into the heat of you
Expressing thoughts; gift to thee
Without fear, fate leads the he and she of our bonding.

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Take Care

When practicing
Care for self
I remain convinced
There’s no one
More important,
Trust your sixth sense

If it’s too good
To be true
They say,
It is

So if
Our bodies shut down
This moment is,
A natural refusal
For what we’ve allowed

Daydreams

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Mid afternoon daydreams,
Produce the sweetest gifts,
Today, I found nothing different.
I heard you whisper,
“Gray’s okay…”
So, I’m left wondering,
How do I keep myself,
From running warm fingertips,
Across your flushed cheekbones?
An opportunity to feel,
Where your smile begins,
And a chance to steal a look,
Into your eyes.