good evening sir
my old companion
how are you and
it seems like years since we saw each other last
since you last embraced me
and since you last shook my knees
to the floor.
we jump right into things
no flirting, no beating around the bush
no bullshit
we make love under the concealed moonlight
i remember
the very first time.
unaccustomed to the strange
rough movement
i could feel
my imminent fall.
now it is sweet,
i know you are at my door
i had been expecting you
and your timely arrival.
we dance together
-ashley
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