listen
to my nakedness
do you not hear
come closer
tighter sweet
let me whisper it
in your ear
can you not discern
my heart
bossanova
something
other than fear
breath that shortens
and quickens
once our intentions
are clear
you hear it ?
now?
come join
and we’ll spear
the night
as I descry
your nakedness
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