To His Lover’s Stomach
Please don’t tell her
we’re having this conversation.
She would say we are fools
for acting like young lovers.
But you and I know better, I think,
than to deny ourselves the music
of my callused hands playing
softly across your skin.
2008
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To His Lover’s Stomach
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