Can I

Handsome one can I lay on your chest today
Read me words of surrendering poetry to take my breath away  
I need silence in my life  
From daily polluted worldly strife    
   
I need a charismatic Dream Weaver  
A hard-chested man who is a mystical believer  
Allow me to close my eyes, hug me tighter, as I inhale and exhale    
Permit my mind to softly imagine as it set sail    
Let me hide in the covet of your mighty arms    
Your body locked deep within mine as we weather the quiet storms  
   
Let the world outside your window continue to be  
As I block out the world from, running, nursing, being an Erotica Author, who novels define my creed  
My mind needs to beautifully drift, among the sun, the stars, pass the moon  
Soul and Spirit, blending, earthly echoing its attune  
   
Atoms of my needs, coating my existence unto mother nature, please set me free    
Bow unto God’s ordinance as my revered soul is finally released  
   
Don’t get out the bed, just stay here and hold me, please  
I need to feel wanted from my hair stands, way below my knees  
Relax and tell me your aspirations    
Your life focuses, your dedications  
Your words are much gifted than my daily meditations  
   
What does a poet do when he’s not under the silk covers, his passions cooking  
Mental poetry hooking  
When I’m not looking  
Hum… is he a sex machine, tender lover    
Passion of the arts to intellectually stimulate as we discover  
Instill my mind with brainpower as your body hover  
   
Shy, Bold, Demeaning, Cold  
They say all the glitter is not gold    
However, thank you for giving me the time to be me, and just slowly breathe  
I detest in moderation I must rise from your warm bed, dress, and then silently flee  
Lying next to you definitely helped my balanced Chakras, the femininity of my mood  
I must strongly give credence unto you  
   
Can you join me for a steamy shower  
Physical deprivation I shall covet as I scale your hard tower of power