I approach you slowly, 
Laid out on the bed,
All your skin exposed,
And curls upon your head.

I admire every line,
The smile on your face,
The firm muscles below skin,
Awaiting my finger's trace.

My heart filled with joy,
Before the first caress,
I think of all our history,
Passing every test.

My fingers work their magic,
Along your supple skin.
Kneading stress away,
Healing can begin.

I rub along your shoulders,
Through your pretty hair,
Removing from your mind,
That mental wear and tear.

Down your legs I travel,
Muscled, toned, and strong.
Rubbing the pain from your feet,
It is here that I belong.

Up and down your body,
Working firm and deep,
Savoring each moment
Until relaxed, almost asleep

I lay down right beside you,
Look into your eyes.
I softly say, "I love you."
And hear your contented sighs.