We did
when could the stars align
meet in the center
that place only a lover might find,
skin upon skin,
her breath a panting gasp
my urgency
hands pulling her underneath,
her lips my ears,
my mouth
her breast, a nipple could rise
at the notion
what it was we were what we may,
how we did hands searching,
roaming finding playing,
asking for permission
we might cross paths,
find our center
panting with a lust
we might knowing
could possibly
would we imagine
ever again.
© Scott F Savage 9/2020
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