Tender
So sensitive to his gentle touch.
Takes me to a place I love so much.
A wonderous arena filled with delight.
Bathed in a sensual aura of moonlight.
Positive thoughts to take me aloft.
His gentle hand’s massage is so soft.
I am rendered fragile in his caress.
He takes my worries and all my distress.
A delicate petal blown by the breeze.
Blind emotion is all this woman sees.
Carried to a time quite transcendental.
His power of strength to be so gentle.
He gazes at me with an endearing smile.
His strong masculine voice, I feel fragile.
Weak and vulnerable I must surrender.
No one ever could love this way, so tender.
Copyright © Speaks Volumes | Year Posted 2023
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