A sensual poem inspired by a friend.

I view you as I ought to
As I should
I see things clearly, or as clear as they can be viewed
through my brand of lens
I focus on the peripheral sights
And the stolen moments that I am given
Like the dubious lighting that your body lays under
at 3am.
I love waking you in erogenous sections
in the quiet hours of the black early morning
Within me, a lover%u2019s repertoire of teasing tricks and manual gimmicks
I view you begin to stir
and I stop for a moment
Only to begin again as under sensitive fingers I feel your goose fleshed skin
You sigh and I stop then I release
Until eventually
My patience is rewarded and you wake to me
Once you do, it isn%u2019t hard to see the arousal in your eyes and you can your emotion wet upon my lips
As we kiss
Senses aroused and primed for the playful melee
The consummate voyeur, I from time to time stop to take in the view
From all vantage points

Indeed

I view you as my own
Not as my property,
but as the valve that lets my heart
continue to function properly
When I call you my girl it isn%u2019t to say that I don%u2019t want
the world to have their small share of you
Everyone is entitled to beauty and art
To me you are both artistically talented in nature and beautiful
and your beauty is naturally artistic
Fodder for a sculpture or a painter who traces your physical outline onto some canvas
to immortalize you forever
I view you as a precious jewel,
A well sought after but elusive pink pearl
That although is sometimes on display for enthusiast to admire
at the end of the day is my own to keep
and view lying next to me until heavy and grateful eyes send me to sleep
Where I again see you in my dreams
Copyright ©2011 My Alter Ego All Rights Reserved

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