UNFORESEEN…
never before had your hands,
touched beneath my skin,
nor had I become clothed of you,
and we had never
realized a journey,
bolder than we could sustain,
so we paused the moment and its promise,
until we could quantify the meaning,
it might contain,
this time,
we were not prepared,
and what had happened might have been,
misrepresented by lust,
our kisses portended another dance,
amidst the height of unbridled passion,
where the ominipressing matter,
would be carefully discussed…
BIGDADDY
BLUES
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