I send my mind

In search, of your mind,

And when we connect,

I find, just what I am looking for.

There is kindness,

Generosity,

Repricocity, ( you see, I make up words for you)

Of my feelings for you.

I find hidden corners,

Where pain resides,

Where you hide

Your fears,

Your insecurities,

I find your childhood,

Your teens,

I can touch your favourite jeans.

I want to rest here,

Be blessed here,

Be part of all of you.

In return,

For my tenancy,

I will love you,

I will shower you

With the gifts that I have,

I will sing songs,

Badly,

Recite poetry,

If I find worthy poets,

But,

Most of all,

I will spoil you,

Until you say

No more!

And smile,

While I

Caress you.

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Owain Glyn