The Soul of A Man

My heart
full of love...
the love of a man, for...
his woman;
equivalent to the passion shown
by the moon...
for the night sky, or
an eagle...
as it takes flight, caressing the air
with the span of his wings.
Likewise, I am poised
to take your breath away.

My mind...
a vessel that holds
only the purest thoughts
of how our love should be portrayed.
Tasteful...
like a glass of Chardonnay,
or as beautiful and engrossing as
anything Picasso could create...
with the delicate strokes of a paintbrush;
I am poised to take your breath away.

My body...
the instrument that will play to yours...
symphonies of desires; with gentle hands
that won't ignore the softness that lies
before it, a mouth... eager to explore
the intricacies that make your body
erractically contort, and a penis...
that will change the face of sensuality,
feeding your hunger as you sing to me.
I am poised to take your breath away,
and you will do the same to me
because my soul was fashioned
for love.


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