gift

You come here to me
and present yourself

I do see that
I know

I want it too

to take what is offered
taste what is given

teach you my ways

draw the quiver from your belly
out through your lips
as a moan

I’d love that

but I can’t
you know the reasons why

you’ve met them

I just hope you see all this in my eyes
and understand
while I drink in your beauty

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