Charles Henderson Poet Rhyme

Masseuse-- For Deb

hotsy totsy cutesy
does the watutsy
on your backbone
touchy feely girlie
serenades senses early
with design of her own
deep tissue
is the issue
fingers probe and prod
kneading, rubbing
muscles in a wad
heavenly bliss
mind seems to kiss
edges of the mirage
now fully awake
no mistake
afterglow of
a massage.

©  09 Dec 2010  Charles Henderson

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Gwendolen Song February 16, 2011 at 11:24 AM From someone who also has had their muscles in a wad and found an empty spot on Deb's schedule, this is masterpiece description of her talent. (3 mi down the road in the Burg). Great poetry, doc.

Debbie Guzzi December 12, 2010 at 10:49 AM Charlie see if you think I should remove the last verse in Love Beyond the Pale..L & L

Debbie Guzzi December 9, 2010 at 10:32 AM Ohhhhhhhh my I loves!!! IT! Now Carolyn ..thanks for letting him call me a hotsy totsey cutey!!! LOL

Carolyn Devonshire December 9, 2010 at 10:06 AM Did you write this for Deb Guzzi, Charles? She sure does have her own unique style! Very cool poem. Deb is sure to love this one. Love, Carolyn