In Her Touch Poem by Martin Greyford

Soft and tender,
Hands like silk she gently massages me.
Deep I fall asleep on her lips
As I pay close attention to the
Emotional sensational touch of her
Pure and lovely hands.

I start imagining how
Wonderful it'll be when we create
Our own paradise when we
Finally tie the knot together,
In front of the whole congregation
Waiting for us to say "I do".

In her touch,
I feel like I can be in that
That state forever without having a time
To think about orgasm but
Rather be in the climax,
The point of no return.

She's the only one who knows
How to gently touch me
And she's the best I've ever known.
The girl of my dreams
The woman who loves me whole heartedly.
The best massager ever.