"PLUSH"

Like the softest terry cloth,

Southern Poise

Made of woolen fleece,

A plush luxury wrapped around me…..

Guarded by my insecurity,

Now disrobing to enter

The depts., of precautious waves;

Unveil truths, dispel secrets,

And chase away mischief …

Facing fears……….cradle me, as you

Erase signs of old tales of yesterday,

Old loves that have strayed away….

Let me bathe in your existence and

Cleanse my soul, in your essence…

To wipe away the past and

Unmask the present.

Exfoliating undesired irritations,

Peeling away layers,

Exposing the extinction of

The shallow body of love that once was ….

without yours.

Now, soaking in this tub, surrounded

By steam, rising, increasing beads

Of perspiration on my forehead,

As my mind is lathering in completeness….

As I lie back, and relax,

Your love covers me, in purity.

And I’m able to wander away to another world,

Drifting off into a quiet slumber, with the

Harmony of a soft melody

Playing in the background, of my heart….

This melodic transport via yours,

Navigates me, to a place where only

You and I subsist, our survival

Depends on our instincts, to coexist

In a place where we are composed,

Living in this score, the

Mythical image of a woman and man in

Love, in total and complete fulfillment…..

A luxurious subsistence…