Image: Albert Finch
I arrive home
A long day no excuses
Its always work work work.
I’m tired, I’m cranky,
I know you will be upset at yet another late night.
A note on the kitchen table says:
“Dinner in in the oven.”
To tired to care I eat
What is now a burnt offering
But I dare not complain.
I eat in silence save for the distant
Rhythms of the songster
In whose words I know you bathe.
Not for me such soothing sentiments
Having left you high and dry.
I enter the bedroom, the music plays
I cannot see you,
I feel chastened by my tardiness.
I begin to undress and feel your arms circle my neck.
Yours are caressing hands
Caring hands, loving hands
You whisper you have missed me.
The buttons on my shirt
Slip between your fingers
Your hands slide over my chest
I take in a sudden breath.
You suggest you shower me.
What follows is the purest of indulgence
My day washed clean
We are an exercise in adoration
Awakening to loves delights.
You do what you do best for me
Make me feel whole.
I hope I do that to you too.
Written for: https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2016/04/12/photo-challenge-108/
Morpethroad 
I image, in a loving, sensual relationship such as that, you make the other feel whole too.
One would hope so. Thanks for stopping by.
Really a slip into the sublime here 🙂
And let’s see, that songster … that voice so wonderfully indulgent …
yes, I’m a huge fan … not only his abilities as a musician, but as a really good song writer too ….. and there is a “realness” about him …. probably has something to do with wrestling with his demons and working with them to create and grow.
Of course, it doesn’t hurt a bit that he’s pretty good “eye candy” either 😉
Thank you Pat .
Lovely! What a gorgeous, sensuous poem – the waters of love washing the day away. And a super photo choice too. Wonderful.
Thank you Lynn your lovely comment is very much appreciated.
My pleasure 🙂
Great writing, Michael. What starts out on such a down note ends in such a beautiful, sensual song of love. You need to write more poetry like this. 🙂 I must reblog.
Thank you Cathy, you are very kind…..I’ll see what I can do…
I like all your poetry, but this one really grabbed me. Such emotion in every word.
Thank you, sometimes you find the right subject and away you go…..
Well, you found it. 🙂 I’ve had that experience too…some poems seem to flow so effortlessly.
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This is a lovely poem by my friend, Michael.