Distance engulfs the miles, as I knew it always had.
Yet still you wander at ease at random points,
my sexual desire, my pleasurable muse
the unseen fantasy as my fingers explore
The door closed many moons ago,
we both know, as the final strands slip by
and life takes grip of our fantasies and
shows us the realities.
Distance engulfed the miles,
from the very first smile.
And sometimes for a fleeting moment I see you
as I dream, smiling eyes burdened and held down
or a whisper of your voice enticing me in.
And for that moment I wonder still
how good it could’ve been.
Bare sexual pleasure spilling from
our naked bodies
and unspoken desire.
Distance engulfs the miles as I knew it always would.