The night of romance
The night of dance
The night of passion
and a night of trance
I mock any negativity
I rejoice in the presence of divinity
But then you strut pass... riveting
"Why" to myself I ask
But the answer rested in the hands
Yes....the hands
Swaying at your side
Perfecting the balance of your stride
I hide my gaze
My wants lay within my eyes
I can't let you see them
Oh but you when turned away
I watched on
Wants are no more but a need
You are now water
This what I make-believe
8 ounces is what I'll receive
But in due time
I must admire this majestic
Work of art
Moments like this go too fast
So I let him pass
Polo blue gallops behind
A night of remembrance
Just few seconds pass
And it lingers on my mind
The smell... sugar coated
My gums dropped
I picked it off the floor
He's too upstanding
He walks through the door
I hopped on Polo and followed behind
For the jock that owns him
Is laying in wait
For a night of intimacy
A night of discovery
A night of transparency
To bring clarity
That tonight's the night
Of purity
©thecalvary
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