To my secret love, I write this poem
Who he is I shall reveal to no one
While working we met
Attraction profound
Lovers we became
He possesses,
The mind of a writer
The body of a god
The right tool to satisfy
I desire him like butter
I desire him like cream
I desire him like buttery-ice-cream
To trickle and want
To long and yearn
To melt the sheets

Cynthia Yildirim

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