I want to
Know the things
That you don’t
Want me to
The things that
You keep hidden
Tucked far away
Those things that
You think that
No one wants
To know those
Oddities and peccadilloes
Those exact things
That make you
You to me
I want to
Know the things
That you don’t
Want me to
The things that
You keep hidden
Tucked far away
Those things that
You think that
No one wants
To know those
Oddities and peccadilloes
Those exact things
That make you
You to me
I talked to
You last night
As though you
Were here beside
Me imagining that
You were knowing
That you weren’t
Did you hear
Did you feel
My eyes trailing
Down your body
Describing every hill
And valley nook
And cranny did
You know when
I pulled you
Close did you
Come there wherever
You were into
My sleepy arms
You are beautiful
Like the moon
You bathe me
In your mystery
Tiptoeing through night
Giving my room
Just enough light
To remind me
You are here
And remind me
When you’re not
Is it possible
To love without
Definition is it
Possible to achieve
A relationship existence
That occurs simply
Because it does
One that doesn’t
Define or redefine
What it is
But just exists
Because two people
Decided it so
It is not
It simply isn’t
How I do
But how deeply
That I do
With some I
Wade pulling up
Trousers to keep
Them dry because
Of my uncertainty
With others I
Cast them aside
And swim languidly
But with you
With you I’m
Already naked with
No clothes needed
No defenses required
Just me with
You my water
Diving deep deeper
Than ever before