Wherever Here May BeA Poem by Jared Orlando
Is this
too fast for you? Bringing you breakfast in morning, orgasms in evening; Should I have not smiled at you? I’m just reading the moment. Reading the verses on your calf muscles. If you weren’t ready for love, you would’ve never kicked off your heels and breathed in deeply. I know it because in your sleep, you said, “I’m ready. Take me. Away from here. Wherever here may be." © 2014 Jared Orlando |
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