grace

he
ran his hands across places that had never been touched
slow whispers
singing love songs in his finger tips
calming her restless soul
he
told her that he wanted to taste her softest places
saying all the things that she needed to hear
to
open up more than her heart
she gave all of her self
and
he
slowly sat in awkward positions
and prepared to partake in devouring more than just her innocence
he wanted to place his face so deep between her thighs
her gynecologist would think he was born there
but right when slow kisses became soft licks
he remembered every word he was taught as a child
he knew his manners
and was mindful of what was right
so
as he placed a hand on each of her thighs
he softly pushed away
and before she could say a word
he
bowed his head
and said



"God is great,
God is good,
let us thank him
for this food
AMEN"

(quiet da artist/copyright 2006)