“Happy to be here”
Words whispered in dark/
“I’m happy you came”.
My Portuguese lover, and I/
a cold night, a magical bed.
Four phallic posts, surround/
above nylon and cotton.
Flush and fluffy, gently swaying/
Cumulonimbus, surreal.
Entwinement as one being/
as AM morphs into PM.
Emotion and intellect/
conflicted by farewells.
Oh, to have your eyes of black/
that secrete traits of aloofness.
Perhaps then, I could love, leave/
And move-on, as a non-chalant.
Puma/MMIX
Copyright 2009/Tony Puma
‘Voices in my head, verses to be read’.
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