Holly's End Of Day Poem by Terry Collett

Geraldine
cooked dinner
as she was home first.

You came in
and kissed her
naked neck.

She said
she'd had
a long day
but the kiss
made her go tingly
weak at the knees.

She turned
and kissed
your lips
arms around
each other.

She carried on
with dinner
and you went
and washed
and changed
into something fresher.

You helped her
in the kitchen.

She said
her boss
at work
tried it on
with her
but she'd put him
in his place.

You said
you'd have
slapped his face
but she is softer
than you
less fiery.

She said
she felt humiliated
by him touching her.

You said you'd
go there tomorrow
and have a go.

But she was not keen
and said it would
be sorted in her way.

After dinner
you sat
on the sofa together
watched TV
sipping white wine
and a few chocolates
kissing now
and then.

As it was getting late
you both went to bed
and lay there
in each others' arms
made love
kissed
and lay at rest
your hand lying
on her sexual nest.