beauty, love, lust, poetry, sex, women

A close welcome

I’m close,

Quiet authority

Still and looking at you

Like there’s a lot

Going on here

But with the volume muted,

Wrote this morning

Cleared my day like

Soapy water across

The breakfast plates

Catching your scent

From miles away

Follow your footsteps

Until I catch you,

Showing the caution

At my strength,

But I can be gentle

With you,

Stronger and larger,

Yet you’re fitting into

My arms and you utter

Safe murmurs of

Contentment

Close

And my hands

Find you welcome.

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