he rips off my insecurities

and tosses then across the room

one by one

then makes love to my mind

giving it endless epiphanies

so that my conscience screams out

In raw pleasures

At the feel of his massive humour

reaching into every corner of my dusty soul

Instantly brining renewal

about the place

simultaneously

creating a new being

with in me In  my heart

named us

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