JTB

His initials were JTB and I called him JTB. 

He never glances my way in real life due to my sinful ways.

But in my dreams, he is graciating and kind and leans into me maybe a little more than would be deemed acceptable.

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Personally, I'll leave it at that because in my dreams it doesn't really matter. In my dreams, JTB is extremely good to me. He gathers pomegranates for me and we enjoy the sweet flesh together. But this is real life.

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I see him afar off, dressed in animal skins and I know it's him. When he turns toward me, I see he hasn't shaven nor groomed himself yet I am still drawn to him.

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His voice is carried to me by the wind. He shouts with all the judgement of the Chosen yet I imagine him to be a gentle lover and I want to find out...

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I recognize his voice even though I've never heard him in real life before, however, it is strikingly similar to the voice of the man in my dreams.

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He's a prophet but he is definitely a man, he starts toward me and I can visualize all the supernatural bounds dissolve between us 

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Nature wreaks havoc on our human inclinations.

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This will be the first time I've approached him like this, 

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armed with my only weapon, carnality, Our eyes meet and he does not slow nor hesitate as he comes within my personal space

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My flesh takes over as I begin to feel the magnetism of him in my desire.......

"JTB," 

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I soothe him as quietly as possible in this terrain.

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He is close enough I can smell him and even the musky aroma illuminates my desire.

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I don't know what to say even though I've seduced many men.

I want him. That's all I know.

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My hand reaches to welcome the touch of his already outstretched hand...

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Our fingers graze one another's, and our hands are trembling as JTB clasps mine and draws me close.

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My body folds into his as if made to fit. JTB doesn't draw back as in my dreams.

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He comes forward and instantly I am inside his sweaty embrace, I am overwhelmed by his magnetism and I am dampened by nature to anticipate his seduction.

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JTB puts his unshaven face close to my awestruck gaze. He looks deeply into my eyes.

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 I feel my consciousness is leaving me.

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JTB places his open mouth over my lips turning blue and breathes life back into me.

The End

Reviews

[D. Mansfield]

Very good poetry, you do this genre well

[ETERNITY]

It's a request I've struggled with...Your critique is much appreciated. I'm honored, D. Thanks.

[Vol]

Eternity,
Is oit not strange how Western culture has always looked askance at magnetism, sensuality, carnality, I wonder what life would be like if folks were more relaxed about close, even intimate attractions. People are weird!
Vol

[ETERNITY]

Teacher, you above anyone know how civilization has been taught to be inhibited. This was an idea unfinished. Thanks, Vol.

[Thomas W Case]

Powerful work. You bring this scene to life.

[ETERNITY]

Hi Thomas W. Case, Thanks! I was hoping to do more but kind of got side tracked (;