Simply: I Love You

The world can see us love. They are all peeping Tom's. They get excited and take hold of a seat to get a closer look.
They love the way I cup you in my palms and kiss your nervous lips. You wail with every touch.
You love the way I touch you and you start to swoon. We are on full display. A real life tape.
We put on a lovely show. I'm all over your firm body . They watch me grab your golden thigh. And are startled with our soulful cries. But the quiver in your tone says you like it. The people like it even more , no doubt. They made themselves curious but not because their oblivious but because their are envious. They start to realize just like the way a woman and man are devoted. A musician and her saxophone are uncoated.

This poem is about: 
Me

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