Our Good Night Poem by Rowdy Solomon

Soft Jazz bands played on the radio
While I played with strings of her hair
The tunes matched our voices so good that
Our conversation should have been the lyrics laid to it
Her leg overlapped mine and my other leg
Overlapped hers, intertwining them like braids
Her breath kept hitting my neck just right
To keep me aroused and attentive
Her hands were healing to my pain
As she rubbed me to and fro
The vibration from my voice
Tickled her ears and makes her laugh
My reward was her smile
I felt complete with our bodies touching
Pulling us together is love...
A tangible but not seen magnetic attraction
I would not have it any other way
Her lips touched mine and I tasted the
Strawberry lip gloss she was wearing
It made me bite her lip gently and
Suck on her bottom lip for while
Before she turned over and asked me to
Hold her tight
The music ended, and the last sounding note by the
Saxophone was so on point that it also made us
Drift off to sleep, ending....
Our good night.