Learning To Move the Bookmark

my back hurting i go straight to the bed and lay on my stomach i escape to a world that i have been so long accustomed to then out of nowhere, i feel a pair of warm, soft hands begin to massage my back i turn to look at the face connected to the unusually caring hands then i remember 'gee wiz, i am not alone anymore' being the guy that i am, like a silly nilly i ask 'what are you doing' she smiles, shakes her head, and quietly replies 'i am taking care of my man' i wise up, say nothing, and just let sistagirl do her thang sometimes its best just to stop thinking, give the mind a rest, and just thank God.... it is then that my body as a whole is completely at ease