Touch of a Man

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I know the touch of a man

Rough, tearing, and groping

Heedless of my cries of distress

Trying to calm me with words

Only increasing my panic

Forcefully taking his pleasure

I know the touch of a man

And you are the furthest from it

Soft, tender, and grateful

Attentive to my comfort

Making every effort to please both

Settling my nerves with a kiss

A caress to feather dust away doubt

I know the touch of a man

But you made me understand

The blessing of shared intimacy

When the memories flood my thoughts

My eyes fly open to cast them aside

To be confronted with you above me

A body so strong and gentle

I now know the touch of a love