Here I rest,
In the midst of the comforting hush
Sleeping and dreaming to the calming
Soft beating drum above me
I am arroused to being pushed down
Through a tube not fit for me.
I struggle to stay in the quiet place
Unsure of what lurks beyond this tube
Intense disruption of the peace
Im accustomed to.
It seems to drag on for hours
And now im thrust into the brightest of lights.
Followed by a slap on my ass!
What manner of place is this?
Please put me back.
Then I realize its me screaming ,
Never knew i could do that
Now im placed into the warmest embrace
And before me a loving face.
And once again I feel safe.
A warm soft orb is thrust in my mouth And as if by instinct I feed and feed.
And I drift of to dream my first living dream
I hope when I wake that loving face i'll see
She seems to be all i'll ever need.
Copyright © Carl Fraser | Year Posted 2016