she whispered, “hi -“

she whispered, "hi"...

she whispered, “hi –
for now i’m yours
to the degree i’m anyone’s.

and you’ll be mine
for such a time
as both may choose to stay.”

and low and long
we spoke and touched
and used –
the word is ‘used’, i think –

for each made each self useful
to the other

out of desire
to see
the fresh creation
and augmentation

of pleasure

Author: Sibelius Russell

Sibelius Russell (a/k/a/ Owen "Beleaguered" Servant) lives a life of whimsical servitude -- whatever that means.

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