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Deviant Affection

Deviant Affection

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His hair a mess, dreams still possessed.

So I pause and watch,

Not wanting him to know I am awake,

Taking in his grandeur without a sound.

I want to Touch the Beast

Yet not disturb the quiet of the moment.

His unblemished skin, How can I resist,

When my very soul says "Yes"?

When I first saw him I pondered

Was he too young for my love?

If i opened my heart, would he run away?

curved and full and sweet— not sure

If that elucidate his lips or butt.

For hours, we lay naked in reflected light.

I found his cigarette,

Still smoldering in ashtray

Ashes incandescence, sending up thin signal,

So much vehemence we shared.

Knowing I’m helpless beside him,

At the end of the night I realized, 

I met my love at first sight.


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