Appraisal Patrolling

.
"Have a good trip",
Whispered close  
to my ear
 
Slow patrolling my
standing form,  
My standing naked form,
Not one I'd have chosen  
 
It's why he chose it
 
Hearing his fine, fine appraisals
Till he fell silent as my vocality  
took me away
I recall little but what felt  
A lifetime away with him
In those few seconds travelling
 
"Just to stand & watch",
He'd say, was a "beautiful
experience", as I returned
to warm embraces & many
Kisses,
Oh..
And a now naked hardened  
press,
But that's for another time.