After a long, hot, dirty day we sit outside.
Your are feet in my lap for me to massage.
A cool breeze washes over us,
And I watch you fall asleep.
In my mind, where I caress you with my gaze
I am kissing you with my lips.
Later, in the bedroom
I listen to you sleep.
Your hand reaches out,
Threading your fingers through my hair,
Before resting at the nape of my neck.
I am filled with my love for you.
And I close my eyes and rest.