Your Massage

By bosch

Fri, 28 Jun 2013
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4 comments
 

Easing you back, I remove
Your flats, black hose.
Now, pressing thumbs hard,
Work heel to toes between
The fine bones of each foot.
I kiss, meeting your eyes,
The inside of your right calf,
Your left knee, yet rising.

for S.

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Comments

Submitted by hudsonmoon on
Ah, such a sweet right. You must be making someone very happy. Rich

 

Submitted by bosch on
rich: thanks for reading and for the comment. there's nothing like activities that are jointly pleasing. swep

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

Touchingly beautiful, Swep.

Best wishes to yousmiley

Tina

 

Submitted by bosch on

Tina: thanks. the poems of the past couple of years have been either relationship or grief. the latter wears me psychicly out. Swep