Out of My League (But In My Soul)

I’m in love with my Friend With Benefits,

How could I not be?

It started with one line,

"I think you should let me explore your body."

A spark, then combustion.

Explosive discoveries traced on skin and soul.

He is beauty wrapped in confidence,

Wielding a tool not just of flesh,

But of focus, finesse.

He makes love to all of me,

Every sense awakened, every edge explored.

And then...his mind.

Oh, his mind.

It stretches mine,

challenges me to grow,

to question, to rise.

He is a fortress;

safe, stable, steady.

Open like a sunrise,

yet still, just out of reach.

He's out of my league.

But I aim higher now,

lifting weights of old pain,

stacking bricks of discipline and dollars.

Maybe, one day,

he'll notice me...there,

on his level.

And if not?

Still, I win.

A body healed, a bank account nourished,

a spirit sharpened.

But…

When he’s inside me,

I feel like home.

A word I never knew

until whispered in sweat and silence.

Still, I say nothing.

I lock my feelings behind lips

because truth might push him away.

Yet each goodbye scrapes

a hollow ache behind my breastbone.

A physical pain,

until the next time I’m

held.

Seen.

Touched.

Home.