What is and what has always been,
A meager measurement that we move,
Just to glimpse each other.
Day out and day in, morning begins…
Even as it rains outside, and the two of us are at this point…
Acquaintances, or lovers… I will not choose…
We dare not narrow our circumstances down
Into one group, so we are both.
Consequently there equivalence in dissimilar emotions.
Pure harmony, in conjunction with
Analogous desires find us
Gazing into each other’s eyes.
At this time, you are sitting across me…
And I gaze at you
from a sideways view
and we assemble and allocate each moment as an unvoiced joy.
Nonetheless bold in our laughs and grins
Our passions cry tremendously
with tangerine screams
And we are bound to be… infatuated with each other…
In my mind,
We fling ourselves together like famished fiends.
And proceed with tongue tantalizing techniques that tell the tale of our torrid trysts.
Obviously we are starving, as we are also… STUNNING!
It’s the delicious details that come to pass in or passionate parade upon the sands of striking seashores,
or the sizzling scrambles all the way through the mesmerizing jungles,
as we hold close the sweltering wilderness that envelops us…
Or the carnal connections upon cruises, studying the oceans and rivers
that guide our seven seas into seven days of serene scriptures that we will forever and a day
commit to memory, and dream… about…
nights of sacred slumber in Fiji…
It is evident that the love that is tangible is overflowing
with hysterically high heats and erogenous sensations.
However, we are merely acquaintances and (well, okay) on occasion, in my mind,
licentious lovers…
and that frequently leads us to be more than acquaintances, and more so… licentious lovers.
So… this is just a verbal acknowledgement that I agree to,
and state under oath
while sitting, facing you…
Gazing Into Each Other’s Eyes.
James Siler 2008
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