A finger’s touch, lips to soothe and tame
A whispered comfort, with few words said
Into the warmth from whence they came

Stick figure plans, one yet to frame
Entice the mind, still left to be fed
A finger’s touch, lips to soothe and tame

Sultry night by the pool, pressed and aflame
Slipping inside, tension blissfully shed
Into the warmth from whence they came

First morning light, a new day to claim
Heart shaped hands bring breakfast in bed
A finger’s touch, lips to soothe and tame

Hot showers, summer rain, help to reclaim
Caressing soft skin, flushed and red
Into the warmth from whence they came

Cradled and curled, nearly one and the same
Close to the womb, a kiss on the head
A finger’s touch, lips to soothe and tame
Into the warmth from whence they came