sunshine

while he gets in my room
he's untying his tie, letting it
flow negligent and slippy,
exactly like some meldrops
of a bizarre summer's rain
the closer he gets to me
he unbuttons his shirt
letting me see… on and on
his perfect body disposed
24/7 to love me and kiss me
even if I'm not religious, —
inevitably, deeply, endlessly,
he takes me up to heaven
making me his sunshine
to bloom fully [just for him]


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