The Rock
Tonight in my imagination
I see a man
That's not to gentle
And not to rough
On my skin
I feel hands
That bare calluses
From moving mountains
On my mouth
I taste work
And a never resting soul
That I massage in comfort
Around my waist
Muscles flex
And I smooth them
Gently like a knife does butter
I close my eyes
And let him drain
His dread, his pain
And wounded pride
Like a rose opening for a bee
I Am A Woman
I see a man
That's not to gentle
And not to rough
On my skin
I feel hands
That bare calluses
From moving mountains
On my mouth
I taste work
And a never resting soul
That I massage in comfort
Around my waist
Muscles flex
And I smooth them
Gently like a knife does butter
I close my eyes
And let him drain
His dread, his pain
And wounded pride
Like a rose opening for a bee
I Am A Woman
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I was watching the trailer for the movie "Hitchcock", and for some reason his wife really inspired this for me.