you stood outside my door for so long
before i let you in; now, for you, i long
to keep you in my embrace, to explore
every aspect of your being, head to toe
i want my nerves to feel your heart beat
on my chest, an unrented bed in long wait;
it was actually due to fear of bed-bugs crawling
to suck blood from a heart that is pumping
but last night the very thought of you
created that most beautiful tempo
for both my peaceful deeper sleep
and nightmare free hike for a poetic soul
© henry victor
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