Do you have a study? Someplace you go to work on words?
I once got a glimpse of you sitting naked by a bookshelf.
You looked regal in your stoicism, sexy as a statue.
I wanted to see more of the room, more of you.
I want to be naked with you in a room one day and devour your words.
I want that from you, with you. I want you, I do, you, or someone like you. But then again, I’m a coward sometimes.
6 thoughts on “Study”
I’ll think of something to say right after pick up my jaw from the ground.
I quite like what you’ve just said.
That’s such an interesting harness… and great prose poem.
Thank you so much. I missed a few steps to make it heart shaped, but I like it 🙂
Definitely made it unique… 👌