Maybe, someday, 

I’ll slumber like a dove–

sweetly, serenely–

 next to my love.

Maybe, someday,

my eyes will open– aligned 

with his inhales & exhales

synced with mine.

Maybe, someday,

I’ll kiss his neck,

caress his face,

and squeeze him, dearly,

with my embrace.

Maybe, someday,

I’ll admire our thighs intertwined

in the unknown symmetry 

of affectionate design.

Maybe, someday can never come

And imagination is all I have

 to keep from going numb…

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Someday

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