Rendezvous

Pulses race with empty time

His mustache sweeps
over creamy skin

drinking in sweetness
becoming drunk with need

in a moment defining the bond
they share

a moment needed
more than air they breathe

and as they reach the peak

eyes on each other

they smile

anticipating
next time…

© LScott 2013

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