mundane eroticisms

what i want 

what i need

what i crave

I deserve the answers

to my wanton curiosities

held in stillness 

slowly 

she answers

my own company

a hot, burning presence 

she knows all my little habits

getting undressed

washing my hair twice. scraping the scalp

getting dressed

no socks

a sip of water just as im dying of thirst

standing barefoot on tile floor

waiting for the kettle to boil

while the juice of a mango drips from my lips 

eating it over the sink

then hosting myself on the couch

bringing her wine 

lounging weird

trailing the pads of my fingers

lightly

from the tip of my toe to my heel 

sweet, sweet repetition

devotional

adjusting my rings

adjusting my chains

peering into the hotel rooms across the street from where I sit

watching people

they watch me back

pacing 

dancing

and I mean it, all of it 

and then 

finally 

I pray