when you're tired
and how absurd
skin lies thin
over sounded bone
the uplands of cheekbone, jaw, chin
drawn close, leaning together
across soft valleys of cheeks
the unexpected promontry of
the ware
above this disconcerting contrast
of blubber, soft lips
concealing neat teeth
Rubbing your eyes
fingers enter deep
they draw you in, tempt
you to push
beyond the shooting sparks of light
to penetrate the brain
Beneath your touch
your face looks so handsome
all senses could be
extinguished
the whole animated mask
buried in two hands
My baby, my sexhay bear, my sweetheart, my sayang.
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