I wonder

I wonder,

when I think of you in your domestic life,

no contrivance, no image, no perception,

when you are you, in your purest self,

I wonder how you look in the morning,

when you wake up from the bed, smile over that naughty dream,

your scattered curls, your sleepy eyes, your chubby chicks,

I want to wake up with you,

I wonder how you look after a fresh shower,

when you cover your wet body in towel,

spread the scent in the room to make it feel like a garden,

I want to feel your very own fragrance

I wonder how you look, sitting in front of the mirror,

brushing your hair, rolling your fingers on your flicks,

feeling shy of your own bare body – untouched, unseen,

I want to feel your soft, tender beauty

I wonder how you look, in the kitchen,

cooking a meal & eating from your plate,

wiping the gravy from your rosy lips,

I want lick your fingers full of gravy

I wonder how you look, sitting in the balcony,

gazing at the twilight sky, completely unaware of yourself,

yearning in the thoughts your man over a lonely evening,

I want to sit beside you and hold your hand

I wonder how you look, in the bedroom,

in your silky nightgown, ready to sleep,

waking up in the midnight suddenly of a scary dream,

and hugging the pillow tightly

I want to be with you

to see you, hiding your existence,

under me in a fit of wild love making,

with me in my arms, unfolding your forest of hair,

on my wide chest & caressing it,

I am dying to see one day,

how your body thrills,

when my fingers touch it.

I want so much to be a man once,

the man of your dreams, your ultimate one!!