Yes, we were more.
Looking at the thing at its core,
to no one's but my shock
we were so, so much more
than eyes alert
to mouths that flirt
in provocation
deep as our thoughts of a hilted cock.
We have our own lore
of verse of temptation,
light and hard conversation,
of shelters, tears and comotion.
So then, now and evermore,
no matter how settled is the score,
we shall be mission,
yearned permission
born of intuition
despite the mind's suspicion
and, above the shadows that left us sore,
pleasure, joy and transformation.
29/11/2023
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