Mine

Her words

can be beautiful

and they so often are

But her heart

has space for just one

A very real

exclusive love

Nothing divided

nothing imagined

elsewhere

The deepest parts

of her heart hold

no space

for anything less

Than our shared

sexuality

In all its glorious

kinky

majestic

delight

That keeps us

riveted to truth

and ecstatic

utterances

driven by

pleasure

of touch

and taste

Of thrusting

and pounding

Of edging

and coming

And she is

MINE