Hypothetical

I want to come over to your place
touch your face
play with the long silky dreads flowing down your back.

I want to hold your hands
and listen to the musical intonation
of your indrawn, withheld, exhaled breath.
I want to watch the interplay of sunlight on your skin and note
the differences in our skin tones

I want to look into your eyes as we find a rhythm all our own
and set the night on fire.

Yes

I want to bathe you in sweat
then bathe you in exotic oils

I want to listen to your music as you serenade me
with love songs.
Then we will eat, have fine wine and fine conversation.

You'll say you love me
I'll say I want you
then we'll end the day
the way we started it
in each other's arms.