if I write of the sunlight will I hold it here forever
light of my light, my eyes behold
and delight
if I write of sunlight can I recall it at will
blowing winter dust from my eys
and letting my desire rise

if I write of warmth anfd love
pull from my imagination
every story filled with lust
will I always and forever revel
in the must
of loving whenver and wherevr one is taken?

his company
fills me with a gentle joy
I know I am not his
not here
not now
but I will allow myself time with him
here and now
and I will allow myself
the joy I feel in his company
and I will carry
lust not caution into my nights
alone , in my bed
with him!