I Know

I have never laid eyes on him
And still I know every curve
Every edge of coastline of his body…
I know the way his hands feel
As they move joyfully
Over my breasts…
I know what it feels like
To dive into his hair 
At the nape of his neck
And run the tip of my tongue
Along his long long eyelashes…
I know what it feels like
To succumb to the unstoppable urge 
To press his earlobes 
Between my thumbs and forefingers
Or bury my nose in his armpits 
And breathe him in there…
I know the feel of his unshaved chin on mine 
When I kiss him…
I know how it feels to press my nipples
Into the rough black hair on his chest
When he pulls me closer…    
And I know how to gather my soul
Into the contours of his dreams as he sleeps…
And my body
More transparent and honest than my mind
Presses against the closed door 
Of the curve of his back
And my heart beats on it 
Pleading for forever…

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Beata Agustin

Date: 8/12/2024 8:53:00 AM

Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.