Lullabye-A poem

I lust for him like literature
Consume him hungrily to learn his mysteries
Read his body like poetry
Fingers stroked him like keys to draw out the melody of his muscle and his form
Compile the words his murmurs and sighs supplied into lyrics
I thought I’d write a song once I knew him
But it wouldnt come together
So I abandoned that potential symphony for a lullabye
And I went on back to sleep

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