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Sanctuary Featuring WillowWhimsies
if the cares of your day feel heavy
pressing into shoulders and aching back
legs strained and weary
I've got a cure for that
lay yourself down
place your head in my lap
close your eyes
and give yourself over
while I cater to your needs
a tender kiss for each temple
another for each eye
a trail of them along the side of your face
heated breath upon your neck
as fingers seek your tension
kneading gently for relief
claws - for now - will be held in check
used only very lightly
softly raising tingles upon your flesh
inciting chills with sensually warming roots
and before you know it
tender pressure will follow suit
fanning hands to either side
slipping between your dreads
careful of pulling
I'll massage your cradled head
I leave it to you when you're ready to move
allowing me access to the rest
not a spot will go untended
every ache and throb will have its due
fingers - palms - breath
knuckles and lips
I'll employ them all on you
relax
let me pay homage
to every inch of you
yes..baby..caress me
my blue collared body needs your touch
be my Calgon..take me away
as i lay tranquil in the pillow of your breast
resting under the cresting shade of your willow
immerse me in your cauldron
of healing elements
feed me your nurturing sentiments
proven self evident through the strokes
of your fingertips
and the gingerness of your lips
pressing..addressing temples with
circular rhythms and the softness of kisses
soothing the mind as your palms
massages and calms the inner storm
being so warm and affectionate
so strong and deliberate in how you knead me
tenderizing my hardened day through
the focused sinew of your
divine womanhood
humming sacred hymns
while strumming my body like a harp
a musical instrument
under the complete
influence of your expertise
plucking loose the strings of balled tension
devoting digits as my muscle relaxer
easing and teasing flows simultaneously
in tune to my every movement
your omnipresence gracing my entire being
tending to my leathered soul
leaving me amazed at the breadth of you
as the breath of you serenades like a summer breeze
whispering across the
aching limbs of this weathered tree
promising the sap seeping at the bark
its own happy ending
subdued in sweet patience
as you pay homage to me in increments
through mind body soul and spirit
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