Flushed pink and love
Her most sensitive
Charisma and presence
Deep thrust
Her gears are
Turning
Called out of
Darkness
Unto the marvelous
Light
Feeling the warmth of
The woman holding her
Mischievous thumb
Waiting in the wings
Soldier in her
Home
Safe light
Is her faith rebel
She is elevated
Above the corroded
World
She caresses a racing
Pulse point
Freed from the warming of her
Blood
A sudden rush
Makes a powerful speech
Seeing her reflection
She resumes the
Progress along the road
She possesses the brightness of the
Sun
Mouth open like a little
Bird
She will surrender to the
Fatigue soon
Memories come
From her
Unconscious state
Her body longs for
Sleep
Her mind will find
The answers
While resting in the
Word
Supplying help that
She just can’t see.