you cross my mind
often
and recklessly
my best friend.

happiness has perched itself
on my soul.
no longer do broken moonbeams
of shame cast our shadow
no longer are you my paramour
just my best friend
I love you.

I fantasize about you
if only I had the chance
to undress you
we’d collapse
under a canopy
of green sheets
lost in a jungle
of lust and musk
breaths in harmony
making a beautiful melody

how I would love you
the heat of you
in my sheets would
seer my memory
tasting lust on your tongue
feverish kisses

we already share
the quietest type of passion
friendship.