In the middle of strange crowd
He embraces and hugs me
With his big broad shoulders
I feel invisible and safe
He has the gentlest touch
Palms always gently caressing
Keeping my whole body warm
Unharmed by the cold misty rain
Every gentle massage
Is telling me I am loved
Protected and guarded
From unwelcome outsiders
I can stand there forever
Rest my head on his chest
Feel its heat on my cheeks
And smell his manly scent
His whistles to my ear
A lovely gentle melody
The wind was pure seduction
A sweet lullaby for my soul
I guess I don’t mind waiting
You can stop the time
And I would not care
He makes the waiting worthwhile
Kay, simultaneously intimate and innocent ... a brilliant write! Brian
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thanks for sharing this well written great poem. it reminds me of a love so sweet before it become soar, he he he.... Thanks and best wishes to you and your family. love lots, melvin