As we make love
Our problems vanish
with every stoke every moan ,
Every single brush of your fingertips on my breast
As I lay here awake hours later
Listing to the slow breath of you breathing
Reminiscing about wwhat we did
I make a conscious choice to
Open up to you more
Alow you to take me to a higher place
Enjoying the journey of healing
Letting go of a little piece of my past
Every single day.
