my eyes trace down the lines
of your body like rivulets of water
once you have stepped out of a bath;
my eyes absorb the details as
if they had taken a photograph
of your silky smooth dark skin;
my eyes have captured your beauty
but not the convulsive orgasms
that we both soon shall share;
my eyes convey acknowledgment
of how we both serve the one who
arranged for us both to be here.
19jul13
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