What better place for gentle rest

than my cheek upon

my ladies breast?

Where I have found such Peace-

and Passion!

Coming from my writing place

late to bed at night,

to our bedroom lit by

but a soft blue light

and to see there,

gently draped by silken sheets,

my ladies lovely body,

the scent of lavender,

sweet,

inviting.

Where I’ve been given succor

and freedom to suck her round, warm nipples,

my erect man, purple,

fit well within that warm and musky valley.

Ready to burst,

the climax of our latest tryst,

loving

knowing no boundaries,

no proprieties

in spontaneous night.

Then to a sleep,

luxurious,

’till dawn

when the sun rises,

as I do,

again.