Feet feels the welcome mat and her boots flung cross the floor
Massage summoned warm hands call before she greets the door
As the leather helpers halted at the fire place once more
A nine she tallied brief surprise was for her here in store
Start again she counted them a scarlet code to please
To ten she counted petals then how many more of these?
Every one designed by him her weary feet to tease
Important then her huggers flung and landed atop these
Decision then was made by him to place petals in a line
She knew right then in special den her awaits some wine
Ever lasting pleasure when ten minutes after dine
Made her steps way slower now as her long arms align
It was meant for him to cup them so her red dress was back there
Was worth his smile to see a while his startled longer stare
His eyes tight fixed she let them rest for him is it was now bare
Greatest gift that nature lift them in a time of care
Pleasure hers his every thought for she bare him a child
To make it right a special night a little bit of wild
Hear every breath with steps well placed what follows is not mild
How did he know the towel to throw her feet o'er here to guide
Much of her recent years in tears a similar planned day
She came with news a while before but somehow a delay
Enjoyed the scan she called her man and knew what he would say
It happens so that he believed her happiness his way
Arno Le Roux 2014
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem