My regular cuddler is going away for a while, and I was reflecting on our time together.
So ... first poem I've written in about 25 years!
(Being a bit vulnerable here; please don't interpret it as anything other than platonic. Thus the name, for emphasis!).
Platonic (For S.)
Safe in your arms,
I let my guard fall.
Affection wells up
From within.
Platonic and sweet,
Innocent and pure,
Here in this place
We connect.
Your body a treasure
I'm honoured to touch.
Your trust means so much
My dear friend.
I'm happy you know
That you're safe in my arms
I guard and protect you
Always.
Holding you now
I explore who you are,
Tracing the side of your face ...
Your angel wing shoulders,
The curve of your waist,
Playfully touching your toes.
I know there is pressure
To be some ideal, but
You're perfect
Just as you are.
Gently I touch
Under your ears,
Fingertips slide
Down your back.
Holding you tight,
I say once again:
Thank you
For just being you.
All opened up,
Safe to be known.
One touch of your hand
Goes so deep ...
You reach for my arm
And I melt inside,
Acceptance
Just washes over me.