Sonnet 109 – Babying You

You came home early today.  When I met
you at the front door, it was evident
that you were feeling poorly.  So I let
the cat escape into the yard, hell-bent

as he was on flight.  I took your coat, led
you to the sofa, then made you sit while
I eased shoes from tired feet.  When I said
I’d be your pillow, you let slip a smile

and laid your head upon my lap.  Rubbing
your neck and shoulders, I whispered peace and
rest and love to soothe you.  You were sleeping
deeply within moments.  I can’t pretend

that I’d trade places with any man.  The
cat paws at the pane while you dream of me.

Sonnet 108 – First Shower

Your hair is washed and clean now, so I fill
my palms with soft soap and rub the liquid
into neck and shoulders and back until
you start to sway and moan.  Feeling wicked,

I wash you with my arms and chest and reach
around to lather your breasts and belly.
Working with purpose – before you can catch
my hands – I trail lips and tongue along the

landscape of you, following the water
which flows along your limbs.  I kneel down and
I turn you to face me as you rest your
thigh on my shoulder.  Writhing hips demand

my attention.  You grip the shower stem
while I kiss and nibble, making you scream.

Sonnet 107 – Unthinkable

You wanted to make yourself beautiful
for me, though no one else could know what
your desires were.  It was unthinkable
to me that you could shine more brightly, that

you could not see what a wonder you were.
I recall, though, that I dropped my coat when
I first saw you there and I remember
thinking I’d never question you again.

I spent the evening lost in you – I tried
to seem casual even as I fought
the desire to hold you.  I can not hide
my passion for you, though I know I ought

to.  I want to spend a long life in love
with you and I want others to approve.

Sonnet 106 – Wake Me With Kisses

Wake me with kisses, Love.  The time for rest
has passed and we shouldn’t waste these bright hours
on sleep.  Lean in to me, let one white breast
weigh upon my heart as promised pleasures

stir me.  Let one hand trail along my arm
as you begin to whisper love to me.
Use your lips and tongue to move me, let warm
words rouse me, make me eager and hungry

to please you.  Hold me with your eyes, as well
as with your arms – let me lose myself to
the fire that only I have found there. Tell
me that you want me, that no part of you

is closed to me, that we two should be one.
I never want to wake alone again.