Perfection

Perfection

the tingle
of sweat downpouring
pass eyebrows slanted
down 
wiped with hands rough
callous from a labored load
I stand alone
waiting for the caress
that I could only dream
about since I was 13 years old
firm with the smell of Old Spice
I’m open to anything now

I Only See You

I Only See You

straddle me
with your confession
as I feel flimsy
make me sturdy
with your drill gun

shove me
into your gratitude
undress my layers
kiss me
all over my acceptance
and make me cum
with your emotion

out in the open breathing
for the first time
budding heart resting
on your chin
as Luther serenades
society’s noise
I. only. see. you