I Know You

After years of intimacy and travels I know you like the back of my hand. Your face like an angel, your lips like a ripe peach. Cat’s eyes like fangs that mesmerize me. Oh yes I know you I have touched all parts of your body like a blind man reading a Braille book. From your exquisite feet to the heavenly areas in between where I spent hours savoring the essence you provided. Oh yes I know you Yes I know your body but you’re a mystery to me when It concerns your thoughts and feelings. I’ve often wondered where you go when you’re asleep. Is it some secret place where I’m not invited? I think I know you And when you stare at the moon when I’m not there, are you remembering me or someone one else? I sometimes wonder whether you really love me when at night I hear you moaning Guess I’m jealous or perhaps I don’t really know you.