I have traveled long inches like miles
like an ant crawling across the plams of your hands
dwelling in the creases
transversing those long rough tapered fingers
memorizing their prints and whorls
and I am
not ready
for this to be
over
your long lean muscled body is the landscape of my heart
your rising and falling chest as you breathe
has been the metranome...
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glad you enjoyed the company of the natives, and whathave you.
where did you get that blasted hat? good grief.
funny how your hat looks totally bad ass on you, while placed on my head i look like a doofus!