Her Safe Place

We all need a safe place

She realised that

sometimes

we each need to go

somewhere

where you

can gather with thoughts

A break from

the hustle and bustle

She chose to came to me

for my poetry

And I undressed her

visit by visit

Slowly opening each button

of her soul

She was clinging to eternity

urgent moments filled with need

Yet my tempo very unhurried

Every soft divine touch

of mine was like

a gentle rain

that fell on

the petals of her heart

nourishing

the soil of her soul

It is a melody

that is both

sweet and contagious

infecting us both with its joy

and leaving her

feeling light and

yet full

It was then that

I found myself

standing behind her

Her naked form

in all it’s

radiance and glory

My hands become your bra

cupping your warmth

my fingers moulding to your luxury

Then my fingers start to squeeze

Shaping for my pleasure

Pressing harder now

Leaving finger prints

My thumbs flick over your nipples

Like windscreen wipers

Moving with urgency

You are at my command

as my nose trails along

your shoulder to your neck

My teeth sink in

marking deep

Nipples are clamped

between finger and thumb

I feel the pulse of your hips

And your hands move

I whisper

Leave it

For I want you

to experience

a deeper pleasure