Nourished and Flourishing

It was simply my finger

As it dragged over her

glorious ample yet saggy chest

That called her from the deep

The darkness in which

she was sucked into

and was found wallowing

It beckoned her to my presence

To my warmth

Her heart bursting open

As if my finger had opened

a zip in her chest

And I began to massage

her heart back to life

Back came

a life of purpose

her life of passion

And as she straddled

my throbbing need

She found herself

bathing me

with a tsunami

of her wants and desires

Flourishing and nourished

She came alive

and found

her beautiful self