by NicholasPoet

silently, I watch you watching me
wondering were your thoughts are
I slip into deep fantasy
allowing my thoughts to manufacture
a scenario that takes us both
into the heated realm of
never say never land

within my minds eye
we enter into a candle lit room
smelling of frankensence and myrr
silently we submerge our nude bodies
into a bath bubbling over with white carnations

maysa's alone at last
plays melodiously in the background

the air quickly becomes hot with
the heat of anticipation
feeling honored to be graced with your presence
I can do nothing but watch
the essence of your being glow in the candle light
casting shadows against the walls of my familiar

not needing to consummate this encounter
we smile
and I continue to watch you watching me

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