New YearsA Poem by hurricaneallegra
The first time we were together
I realized how much I had missed the male anatomy, looking at the short stubble on your face and the veins running through your arms. Or perhaps I just missed being close to someone. Feeling the warmth coming off of your skin, the way your fingertips traced my lips, wrapping your arms around me when you woke up. © 2013 hurricaneallegra |
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