He Is……

He is the instrument that I play
with my lips blowing him until the sound
of satisfaction escapes his lips

Palm against my palm
spread wide measuring the length of our love
our noses pressed together
we smile

He is my humor in chaos
My oasis in this desert
Feeding me his unconditional love

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