My Therapy

poem about my masseuse

My Therapy

 

You know how your touch thrills me,

And you know my body needs you

When your fingers caress me

You know what I want you to do,

 

I know you enjoy how I respond

While my moan make you smile

As you let your hands explore

And linger there for a while,

 

Yes, you know what I like

You know why I'm here

For its you that I come to

To make the aching disappear,

 

Yet it's more than just that feeling

It’s what you do to me

As we make that connection

For you Are my therapy.