Bedroom Closet

I could watch you all day. I dis­cov­ered this over the week­end while being sick and unmo­ti­vated. Yes­ter­day and this morn­ing while I lay in bed I could see you as you went through the process of get­ting ready for work and real­ized that your body is to my eyes almost as much as it is to my hands and my lips;

Your form is deli­cious in its depth of shadow and light mov­ing across the curves of hips and breasts.

Your hair falling as a frame around your face and a breeze across your neck.

I see you walk and can remem­ber the feel­ing of your legs wrap­ping around me and your body mov­ing under mine.

I could watch you all day.

But as I recover I real­ize that my senses want more.

My hands want to explore the spaces artic­u­lated by shadows

I want to feel the fall of your hair across my face while your body moves above mine

And finally to be inside you again, drawn into you fur­ther as you wrap your legs around me and begin to move…

I could watch you all day

But soon the van­tage point will change

Thanks for tak­ing care of me. I’m glad to be feel­ing better.

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