Saying, “Come here already!” she threw her handbag on the bed.
We go places and come home repeatedly.
Days, months, years go by,
Her love (and lust) never wavers.
How did this happen?
Her hugs tighter than mine.
Her gropes deeper.
Her questions bolder, her secrets thinner.
She is a 100m dasher, taking me on a marathon run.
Splitting me into 10 parts, taking on one by one.
God, how thankful I feel,
Giving in to her,
Bodyful and heartful.
Featured image: Toowoomba, Queensland, Australia, October 2019.
