Away
From
Your
Warm,
Naked
Chest
Long enough to realize
Stepping back
To get the
Bigger picture
Is
Not
Retreating.
Up close your skin
Glistened beneath
The twinkle lit domes
Draped over my
Bed posts.
From far away,
You were a man
With
No eyes
And no
Heart
At all.
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