laying face down on my bed
for an afternoon nap
a fan blowing across my feet
calming my mind
relaxing to dream
a sensation came over me
a gentle nibble on my left ear
a cheek caressing my hair
ethereal arms embracing around
its intent was not arousal
it was gentle and tender compassion
as I drifted into sleep
I felt ... loved
Be glad it was not that Mr. Spiderman...who got hold of me!!
Love Tinka
God Bless
Michelle!
An embrace felt far too often.
Once felt, never forgotten. Good write.
Love, Bonnie
Felix
And so did I, reading these lines...thank you for a touch of serenity! Beautifully penned!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. :)