I like this already…
Step into a poem 

Feel her water lap 

Swirl within her softness 

Rise with every splash 

Let her movement sway you

Feel her contours

Make her gasp

Jealousy protecting every word you grasp 

Drop your inhibition

Let passion ride your mind

Step into a luscious poem

Give her all you’ve got

1998 copyright reserved 

I hid within poetry in 1998…I needed to write…it was all I ever did…apart from take care of my son…no parties, clubs, raves, outings… just me, paper and pen. And funny enough, mr young playa used to try to flit in and out of my life but I wasn’t having it…only had eyes for my son and my writing…