Lover

Lover.

Do you know
what joy I feel
that I am able to call you that?

You are my lover
my love,
my all.

I hold your image
in my mind
the thought of you
exciting me

There is nothing
special
in the way
your clothes fall away

What pulls at me
is the way you hurry
to be rid of those things
that keep our skin apart

It would take so much more
than clothes
to keep us apart.

© Feb. 12, 2001

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