After this joyous weekend of being with myself (and loving every minute), I also felt so inclined to be with someone else.
To just
be
with
someone
else.
Traveling through thoughts of what a weekend could should ought to be.
frittata hash browns vanilla chamomile tea dolloped with milk
shower & shave cleanse & bathe serene clean
his arms my head nestled in the crevices of
the comfort of a man
legs curved intertwined amongst pillows and throws touching toes
listening with lips talking with eyes touching with words
quietly nap breath on my back and neck
awaken to sound Najee Coltrane for Lovers
awaken to nourishment Chinese take-out feeding with hands
simple pleasures winding down massaging speaking with hands
choc o lat draped skin hips chest tongue and cheek
night glow fingers through hair set free
how beautiful
only a matter of time
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