Confused Affection: some thoughts on the subject of him by Lacy D PhillipsConfused Affection: some thoughts on the subject of him
I couldn't sleep for the need to quantify this thing to name it and so banish my fear of its mystery. Perhaps in the light of awareness I can turn it in my hands, hold it an arm's length away during the days and stuff it unceremoniously under a pillow come nights.
The electric blue that radiates from the well of you charges the air all around, lends its thrill to accidental touch.
While I am satisfied (or have at least reached a peace) with my body, I can't conceive of it being beauty to the youth and experience merged within your form. My one hope is that Im on your mind in a flattering light during the days and commotion to come, though I dare not dream you would think of me when the night calls to mind those desires of which well never speak.
08/16/2005 Posted on 08/16/2005 Copyright © 2025 Lacy D Phillips
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