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The Key

I

Still

Burn

For you
But I hold back
The playful primacy
The fury of want,
Need I have,
When you’ve come to me,
Sobbing and penitent,
I have put my self to
One side,
To offer what comfort
I can,
Spare change,
Against the vault of treasure,
Where we play amidst rivers
Of golden coin,
And how I would
Spend
Spend
Spend
If you gave me,
The key
Again.
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I Call You Forth

Your face,

Soft beneath my rough hands,

Made gentle by the reverence

With which I touch you,

Yet I see you

As you are,

How pieces of you

Coaxed forth,

Contradictions,

Dichotomies,

Ferocity of surrender

A set of expressions,

Only I know,

Attention paid

Is its own reward,

I keep your secret self,

Close to my skin

Stainless steel through flesh,

And I call you forth,

Whenever you think

Of

Me

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as only we know

meet you halfway

arousal like

plucked strings in

my stomach

hands moulded

to you

my mouth

tracing

finding

aroused to the point

of seeing aura

turning hungry

feverish

my beard rasping against your skin

the deep salt taste of you

as my tongue finds

meaning inside you

my actions are a bomb

my words, the rumble

of their arrival

here is where i speak

only truth

and we fuck all

the separation away

one of us sighs

but we are no longer

aware of whose throat

its coming from

twitching

nudging

asking

and then motion

thrusting with skill

to the places only

i know

and the whisper

permission

release

warning

release

shuddering together

as only we know

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Equation

We see the
Spark of the divine
Within one another
The clarity of vision
Honed to a fine point
Cuts away the dead
Flesh
But see where my sins
Stain my skin
Less than some
More than others
But I turn
Show you and tell
You I no longer walk
In such stretches of
Shadow.
Touch me
Feel the animal
Purity and its
Strength
In service of
Responsibility and
Passion
The quiet safety
Because the scales
Fell from my eyes
And I
Love

With attention and skill

As an equation

Not an injunction

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