He plucked me
like a bloom from his garden
Carried me with care
He laid me spread
across his bed
He leant down to catch my scent
My petals
like petals of a rose
in mornings pink-tinged
and with a cascade of dewdrops
Wet
~
His powerful creative hands
forged me out of control
pleasures ripple through my core
whimpered aches
as I delight in his touch
gazing into warm blue eyes
his sweet torment
leave me begging
~
In the care of His hands
I finally understood
the magnitude of love
to match his own
The strength it holds
over my precious
burgeoning heart
Forever tethered
to Him
~
For with His kiss
He undressed my soul
as his lips with His need
wrote His name on my body
