A spoonful of hardened chocolate is poised before my lips.
I set it down and let it soften.
You’re on your way home;
I am thinking of how your nipples bristle against the fabric of your shirt.
And I will have no need of a spoon.

2 thoughts on “Patience.

  1. I have seen your blog where I see you have taken the liberty to copy my piece. Many thanks for reading my blog but I do not appreciate my content being lifted and reproduced without my consent.

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