I haven't fucked in a while

[dukealien]

so full of grace
is the swing of her gait
that my hairs lift gently
to meet the air
behind my nape.

so bright is her smile
that all the mountains rise
to see the shine
of the gaze in her eyes.

Quite nice - one of those poems where it all seems to rhyme when only the S2 B rhyme is a formal end-rhyme.

On a less technical level (no critique intended), so far have found two ways of looking at it, given the title. The less circuitous is that the speaker admits making these observations because the speaker's been celibate for a while. The more circuitous is that these visions are self-observed (but described as if seen by another) messages sent by the speaker on account of her recent celibacy.

Or, of course, the writer is ascribing the title to the subject of the writer's observation, as the reason she's sending these messages to the writer.

Enjoyable in any case.