After You Did Draw The Curtains Tight Poem by Gert Strydom

After you did draw the curtains tight,
your clothes dropped
and you were stretched out over the bed,
looking very enticing.

You smiled, when you reached for me,
with you soft mouth that were luring,
when you were right against me,
when you wanted me to settle myself in you;

your breasts were soft, firm and round
and without any fear
you took me to ultimate bliss,
where you healed me,

where you taught me to be lost
in a place far past
the urges of the human spirit,
to find a kind of peace.