Work Text:
Stand in front of me
your hand upon my shoulder.
Allow me to confess
all that I wish to say.
This golden thread that connects us;
is harder and harder to ignore.
The weight of your body
is all I wish to know.
Don't ever cease your touches
I may not be able to bare it.
Say you love me
as I love you.
My t'hy'la
my friend, my brother
my lover; how I wish for it to be
only us; only you and me.
