Zywa My love open

Sheets up to my knees
not for my own desires
would I wake up
the man who wants me

So I just grope him
in mind, letting one thing lead
to another and drift away
in the delight of sleep

Getting up in a new life:
how did you end up next to me
after all those evenings of feeling
with myself how you would feel

who I am?
my love open
to passion and eyes
that see me

Poem 1521
Amsterdam, 2017-08-17

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