I would have you by the window, formerly full of stars,
In this small old room, in the grey-green light of dawn.
Or I would unwind you one orange afternoon, your toes
Tanned against the white sand, sun low in my dark hair.
I would let you have me in the red of evening, hunter a
Shadow on velvet paws, long fingers and bloody breath.
Or with your ultraviolet smile glowing through our city
Smoke and secrecy. Come to me, in me, in small hours.
I had to let them have me, crush my lungs against their
Concrete walls. Fluorescent lights an unblinking white,
Glass a blank black. Grind my bones. Rinse and repeat.
I need this, please Seb, let me have you here, under me
On these clean blue sheets. I want our bones to kiss, to
See your silk skin shift over warm muscles, to feel free.
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