We are lying together in a bed
In a mountain cabin.
I can hear the sharp snapping sounds
of split pine burning in the fireplace.
Embers appear like orange fireflies,
Dancing drunkenly.

I feel your hand exploring my body,
Trying to make all of my body feel loved,
But you have greedy fingers
For the part of me you desire most.

I feel your hand wrap around my cock.
Your fingers tighten their grip.
I feel myself swell even more.
I love feeling your touch.

My hand explores your breasts,
gently tracing your contours.
I feel embarrassed that
I'm so aroused by them.
It makes me seem…so like a typical guy.

My hand momentarily rests
in that space between your breasts.
It feels warm.
And I forget how cold it is outside.

The bedding is heavy.
And I smell our mingled body warmth
So womanly, so manly.

Our toes collide
And I hear you giggle.
I look at you and see flecks of firelight in your eyes.
I have never seen you look so beautiful,
So content.

I remember how much I liked to call you Kiss.
I lean forward,
Our foreheads touching,
Our noses nestled together,
And give you a tender kiss.