In the night
He touches me
in ways that make me whimper
immediately.
His hands stroke my hair
and my arm
in a way that is so
proprietary
it makes me moan
with pleasure and wish
that He would take me now.
But He strokes me and whispers
“Go to sleep, my pet.”
Aisha What a lovely poem I would have put a large groan at the end of it though
Thanks, Foxy!
i guess there was a quiet groan at the end of it in real life, but you know, when He says sleep, i pretty much do…
aisha
Beautiful~ simply beautiful.
Hi, Nancy!!
And thanks. Nice to see you again!! 🙂
aisha
Oh…how delightful…sweet with a hit of heat…
nilla
Thanks, Ms. ‘Nilla! Appreciate the kind words…
aisha
and so the kink returns
~faithful
Hi, Faithful,
O, yeah. You’re so right… 🙂
(And hi!!)
aisha
that was real pretty.
I’m with Foxy! Aaaaah!
Then again, last night after we finished, my body was still ‘on fire’ and he didn’t even say anything. Just rolled over, pulled me to him and went “heavy”. I was asleep in 2 minutes.
Hi, Wordwytch,
Yep. See, they’re magical, aren’t they? 🙂
aisha
They certainly are!