At your smile

I dont believe what I heard all day, a long train

On it went, then some gay men talking,

According to them, you said I’m lez, for me

And your honey drawl, is a balm my soul drinks

I believe, my domme, they know us, cause they

spoke the truth for me, thru your words for me

Because thru your smile

Melbourne grey parted, light exploded

in silent awe of space, as your lips commanded