This Morning

it's 6am and I feel you stir,
dark outside, no better here, in bed.
Your soft hair tickles my nose and I smile,
work can wait awhile.

A whisper, gentle in my ear.
"Thank you for last night."
Before I reply a hand on my manhood,
and I am stiff, so stiff.

"Can I lick you?"
She needs no answer from me,
her hands brush my chest, my stomach,
until her hair falls and engulfs my stiffness.

Then her tongue, her urgent lips, take over,
and take me deep within her welcoming mouth.
I am in rapture, this is the ultimate,
an inner peace has joined out relationship, this a consequence.

My hands reach and roam upon your glorious form.
But you break your contact to push them back.
"This is for you."
I accept but know the roles will reverse next time.

Birds sing outdoors, I hear vehicles afar,
my senses heightened as you pull me irresistibly deeper in.
I can't even write what came next,
it's too personal, ours forever.

My girlfriend, i love you.
Simple but true.
And to the world you're disabled.
To me you are perfect.