VI. Beyond that

I awake from dreams of warm flesh.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * *

Cozy in pale warm muscles only half-done: college dormroom feel, cozier than ever before, lolling in beige sheets rippled by amateur sculptors’ hands. An almost familial, or rather, friend-sensual sensation drenches here. Retreat-style, collaborative, perfect human bonding. I adore him. Still, no lovering. It isn’t allowed, and besides, the attraction is all cockeyed, and besides, we are beyond that? The soft heat of half-done muscles reinforces this: yes, we are beyond that.

~ by kingzoko on May 22, 2015.

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