today I have been reading about the erotics of place

and somehow the words brought him to mind

as he lies in bed with his back to me

pale skin glowing in early morning light

his hills and valleys like the sands of the Sahara

warm to my touch and arousing

he doesn’t quite understand why

I like to rest hands on his hip

or finger his ribs and then reach higher still

to his shoulder and then move back down his arm

it’s like reading the land

a map of the world — my world — in human form


~ by justmorgan on July 25, 2012.

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