Zywa Your

It's your eyes
     but even more
it's your sleeping body
     against my chest or my back
it's the very beauty
     of your desire
     when you get up
it's your smell
     that almost isn't there
     and most of all
it's your hands
     that take care of me
     in between making me
     inconspicuously feel
     under my clothes
     that it is true

Poem 1479
Amsterdam, 2017-08-02

Collection: The Big Secret 
Keyword: Desire: lust 
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