Zywa Defenceless

My eyes, turned away
read that you are defenceless

I pull and press, I rub your skin
carefully strip your feelings

and uncover your inner sides
tacitly sharing

the bed of your blood
in your foot, I feel the passion

for kind people like you
to now a little bit closer

the magic of love from my hands
over your longing body

yes, I understood you well
I'm sorry, but – I must go now

Poem 118
Amsterdam, 2018-10-04

Foot reflexology massage
Collection: Heart's Delight 
Keyword: Contact: touch(ed) 
Dedicated to: C W 
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