Laboratory Love

I’m not sure what sets me off most.
It may be your ivory legs, or your bashful smile.
Maybe the way you play with your hair makes me wish
I was behind that sincere smile.
While I wrestle with files of shortcomings
I think of you cumming
As I kiss your insides.
We might split our sides
from laughing at the likelihood of it happening
Then again, it might happen.
—bearded and bashful

This article appears in Nov 28 – Dec 4, 2013.