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I can clearly see you now
this thing I hold
heavy in my hands
I know for sure
you’re the girl
balanced on both sides. 
These are the years
we unfold for ourselves
all planned and plotted
the garden begs
for our hands 
to take hold of the soil 
create what we will
free love for you. 
Undone or otherwise
it’s super easy
to consume ourselves 
the joy in clearing
bruised intentions
in and around our egos 
that sense of self
you’re beautiful.  
Pretty are the stars
that twinkle
highlighting your smile 
that intense satisfaction
when every muscle aches. 
You’re carried to a bath
all soft and perfect
the milky water
hovers close
converting your silhouette 
to a hidden imagine. 
I reach in
taking handfuls
the pleasure soars,
just as toes curl. 
The water cups every inch
with eyes closed
the instinct ritual
the liquid rhythm 
mixes with the candle’s flame. 
A careful drip 
makes you smile
with a deep breath
your nipples break the surface
the surface tension
so obviously exposed
still, you need to rest
you’ll need to wait
for the minutes to build
your eyes open
just as the door 
closes. 
There on the mirror
a promise
“Soon, Love.”