I couldn’t sleep one night and wrote this poem “This Might Be About Bottoming” Sensual. Epicurean. Dionysian. To be caressed The fever running between our bodies Embrace of a deep seduction I want you to feel my embrace Mentally map out the topography of my being Surrender and warmth greeting you Welcoming is what I wish to be Composure is what I wish to find within my body Embrace the agency that pleasure brings Passion within your advances Composure is what I wish to find Mind and body are connected