It’s Been A Minute
It’s been a minute
Since I felt you in my arms
Lavender in your hair
My inner wolf to tame
Our bodies twisted roots
A candle wick in flames
It’s been days
Since we’ve spoken
Cargo of ideas and dreams
Lambent lips spilling passion
Empty hand once held
Escaping into oblivion
It’s been months
Since we’ve made plans
To meet in a strange city
Or familiar place to dine
To reflect on our lives
Over empanadas and wine
And now it’s been years
Since I’ve found comfort
Tossing sheets at our feet
To feel your desires on me
Rapid pulse and sighs of release
Something tells me I’ll wait, infinitely
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~ Eugenio Saenz Jr., It’s Been A Minute
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