Looking at your life
While standing naked
Bare
Before mirrors
Seeing your reflection
Through his eyes
Letting tears cloud
Your own
Someone
Should have told you
Long ago
Should have taken your hand
Touched your skin
Sucked on your lips
Whispered in your ear
With heat
Fueled by more than
Passion’s fire
Now words are not enough
Sounds die slowly
In the face of pain’s
Ugliness
This goes beyond thought
It is the spirit
That needs repair
Mending
Deconstruction
Let me wrap my arms
Around your heart
Feed you love
With my fingers
Drop to my knees
To praise you
From the base to the tip
Look into the depth of my eyes
While I worship
And see yourself
Anew
Know your worth
Find strength in your bones
Feel your power gather
As I enter you
Fill you with the sweetness
You stir within me
This is not an invasion
This is the familiar
Everything your soul already knows
I give
To remind you
What makes you soft
Is your strength
Your touch is the gift
Your presence
Necessary
Each movement
Beauty reborn
They should cross oceans
Make sacrifice
Plead
For your attentions
For you are rare
Someone
Should have told you
Long ago
About who birthed the Gods
Let my touch
Remind you
Of what your soul knows
You are a woman
And you are
Enough
