Mornings in Heaven
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The energy of her spirit
Projected towards me…
Gently eased me back,
I found myself leaning
Forward…to counteract
Loss of balance…
Or so it felt that way.

Her eyes so inviting…
And wise it seemed,
I felt helpless…
Totally revealing the
Contents of my soul,
Stumbling over my words,
I fought to gain composure…
I’m sure she noticed.

When finally the time came,
For her touch to find me…
My skin turned to fire…
My heart to blissful softness.
I lost control…and not so gently
Pinned her against the door…
Kissing her…realizing my hearts
Needs via passion
Finally freed.

Mental masturbation had its
Way with me…when she forced
Me to earn my keep…sleeping
Within crawling distance…
But never touching…or so much
As seeing her naked truth…
I was most appreciative.

I remember thinking…
So this is heaven…
When she woke me
With a kiss come morning.

The light of her small and
Perfect breasts…shining…
Escaped from low draped
Neckline of cotton nightie…
I was certain she’d slipped into
Just moments before.

She took my heart…
Into her hands last night…
Once again…as she has so
Many times since that long
Sleepless night…
Massaging and caressing it,
With every ounce of her
Flesh and spirit…

I woke in heaven this morning.

Erin Woods