Sanctum

You breached my defences
My lame  attempt at obstructing failed
Like the tide you eventually flowed in
Breezed past as I expected the worst
Expecting a few choice words,  nothing
you said nothing, but the kiss on my forehead
And the hand on my cheek, swift as it was
Spoke for you, told me it would be ok
we would be ok.
As for my inner sanctum being pawed over
You didn't look as you left soon after
I think you already knew what to expect
Waiting your return
My turn to arrive
To step into yours too
And pay the same compliment