You understood my need.
I will find a way to thank you.
With a broken leg, you can’t make love.
Your consolation is warm cuddles,
Closeness and care.
To touch you would only be to stir
And to disturb.
But you knew a man’s need
And you touched me.
I didn’t ask.
I just felt your tender hand
Reaching for me,
Stroking love into my longing hardness
And my heavy softness.
I knew it wasn’t for your sake, but for mine.
Thank you.
