man
Hands of leather
Softly against my skin
Head of worry
Relaxing on me, again
Legs of strength
tangled at my side
Back bearing all the weight
Of our children and ur bride.
My tongue without words
To express my appreciation
While ur arms cradle me
With unfailing dedication
Traces of hard work
Soaked through ur clothes
Ur body aches
But u ...
Tuesday 28th June 2016 8:00 pm
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