making music [ 2008-03-05, 11:47 p.m. ]

My new boyfriend
Is not really a boy
He's a man
A beautiful man
With wiry muscular limbs that rap around me
And eyes that are enraptured with me
His smile penetrates me with its light
His heart seeks out mine
In the day and in the night.

In the night
When he holds me
I feel it beating against me
Sending its message over and over again
That it is true
He is here
Because he wants to be
He has chosen me from a place of freedom
And the love he has for himself.

In the day
He enchants me
With word and song
Evoking laughter from me
As if he were plucking music from a harp
This is us,
Together,
Making music.

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