A Gentle Goliath

Despite his 6 foot frame
His biceps and pecs
The gorge that slices
His back
Sturdy thighs
Firm hands

Despite the strength
That picks her up
Light as a feather
Onto his warm lap

His touch is soft
His eyes tender
His breath is short
His lips are moist

The down on his arms
Shines in the candle light
Calluses adorn his palms
From where the dumbbells
Hang
He smiles
A smile so sweet
The smile of a gentle Goliath