After He’s labored
I come to him like a woman; kneel
down and stroke his shins, take off
his socks and caress the bones of
his tired feet; stroke away a night
of hard labor to let our love began
Lay him down on crisp sheets; slide
down his clothes; kiss the hills and
hidden valleys of his body, watch
his face began to glow
Let my passion distract him from
the world outside, make his soul
sing...the melody only I can bring
Take his hands and hold them to
my breasts; guide him to my body
until he’s no longer stressed
Take his long night inside of me
make him feel nothing but glee
kissing him, loving him until his
mind is free. This is his flavor AFTER
HE’S LABORED.
I come to him like a woman; kneel
down and stroke his shins, take off
his socks and caress the bones of
his tired feet; stroke away a night
of hard labor to let our love began
Lay him down on crisp sheets; slide
down his clothes; kiss the hills and
hidden valleys of his body, watch
his face began to glow
Let my passion distract him from
the world outside, make his soul
sing...the melody only I can bring
Take his hands and hold them to
my breasts; guide him to my body
until he’s no longer stressed
Take his long night inside of me
make him feel nothing but glee
kissing him, loving him until his
mind is free. This is his flavor AFTER
HE’S LABORED.
