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Let me give you a massage

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life

Don't be afraid, Don't be scared, just take off your clothes baby and just lay them right there.

For maximum comfort, I need you to lay down right here,

Place these pillows under your neck,knees,and ankles, just like that right there.

Now i want you to slowly relax your muscles, and release the tention within,

I'm going to put on some soft music, maybe something with the violin?

Shhh, Now baby dont move, A hard working man like you,

you better believe im doing this all for you.

I want to start with an oil called " Refresh oil blends", now dont worry baby,

i know you dont like intense oils so i got you something that will heal

and invigorate your skin.

Placing my hands flat against your lower back, placing one hand on each side of your spine,

"Hows the pressure baby? Does that feel fine?.

Slowly and softly, I spread the oil up your back, Moving up slowly towards your neck.

Continuing with slow circular motions, Can you tell i love you? I do this with such devotion.

Kneading your neck with gentle pressure, This massage baby is one of my many simple pleasures.

I continue and postion myself next to your head, using the weight of my body,

i make long full strokes down your back and then back to your head, Making this the best massage you ever had.

Reaching the base of your spine, I move to the top of your a**, along the sides,then back to your shoulders,

you know they say giving your partner a massage makes the relationship grow closer.

Now baby, I need you to turn around, I not done yet, i have a second round left.

Using long,firm movements i move down to the center of your chest, out towards your sides, I see

you smiling, i know your ticklish that smile you can not hide.

Continueing under the shoulders, back to the neck , pulling your muscles gently as you move your hands gently to caress my leg

Placing my hands on your upper chest,slowly with rhythmic motions gentely moving across your chest, Over the arms, up across the

shoulders,then back to your chest,

Do you feel better now? your baby working hard to ease all your stress?

Now is the end of your massage journey, I will be here next time so baby dont worry.

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		DreamPoet says: Wow i really like this poem. I could see each and every movement that was made in this poem. I like to read these types of poems. A lot of people just write about random things but...This poem makes you feel alive. GREAT JOB TRETRE!. You are one of my favorite poets on here. I would like to know is poetry hard for you to write?, it seems u like to write about what is personal to you. poems by this commentor CUCKOO-CLOCK Poetry Inspiration
		tretre says: Hi DreamPoet...To answer your question, Not at all. I've been writing since i was 11 years old. I'm 29 now. I find writng poetry very relaxing. I write at least 8 poems a day, But only add them here every few weeks or so. I'm honored that i'm one of your favorite poets., thank you. Poems like this one is about me but most of them arent. They are inspired by others. Again thank you. Keep that pen movin! poems by this commentor Sleeping Beauty: Let God Tattoo artists & A poet

OTHER POEMS WRITTEN BY tretre

Demon Time:

Anger, frustration, temptation, and greed, faced with uncertianty, in time of need, Bullets with no names, hitting bodies with no shame, no discrimination any one can get it. The heart of the jungle where demons reside, gripping that drako ready to slide, no fear, no hesitation, next body down, ready for cremation.

The Intruder

I sit here tonight at my window watching the rain fall swiftly,

knowing once it was held gently, in the softness of a cloud;

until an intruder came, causing friction, and the soft cloud burst

letting go the rain in many drops.

I sit here tonight thinking, how much like the soft cloud and the rain,

you and I are knowing once I was held gently,

until an intruder came, causing fricion, and my loving heart burst

letting go the tears in many drops.

Passion Poem#6

I waited at the entrance of the front door, as he slowly opened the it,

I smiled...slowly grabbing him by his tie, a passionate kiss exchanged, as he ran

His hands from my hips, slowly down to my thighs. He paused.... tossing down his keys,

Turning round I walked over to the couch, the way my body swings as he watched me from behind,

He followed with ease. He stepped a little closer, taking in his scent, sent shivers down my spine,

His kisses I did not decline. pulling him down on top of me, he smiled.... his eyes connected with mine,

I whispered in his ear “I’ll give you what you need, just come to me and get it” His eye brow raised, he whispered back “You will know what it means, to make love until you scream"

Passion Poem#5 Take A Look

He took me by the hand, pass the living room, pass the kitchen, to the bedroom mirror is his mission. "Pay attention and listen to me" As we both stood in front of the mirror. He whispered softly in my ear...A shiver ran down my spine, his hands entangled in mine. I waited patiently for him to speak, a moment later a kiss he placed upon my cheek. "Do you see what I see? No don't close your eyes, look into the mirror with me." I waited not wanting to look, he brushed my hair from my face " I said look with me" He gently placed his hand under my chin, lifting my head upward, forcing me to face, my moment of discomfort. "Can you see how beautiful you are to me? Bare, unmasked, flaws and all. Your beauty can't be matched." His arms wrapped around my waist, I took a deep breath ready and willing to embrace, the love and understanding that's written on his face.

Sleeping Beauty:

As I lay here and watch you sleep...a deep calm feeling rushes right through me, a smile I release...as I kiss you softly on your cheek. Gently playing with your hair, you are my breath of fresh air, no one will ever compare. Softly my finger tip move across your lips... a tear streams down my face while holding you in a warm embrace. Finally my eyes closed, a blessing..you will always be mines to hold, until the day we both grow old.

Today Is The Day:

Today is the day I begin to see, the beauty that's hidden deep within me, stopping the focus on what and who society wants me to be. Today is the day, I take back control, Don't counts me out, this is just now starting to unfold. Today is the day, I yell out loud, " No more bull from those who don't matter" I am the one and only one who can make this situation better. Today is the day, I take off the mask, to fully understand, it's ok to be hurt from the past, to be wounded like a soldier who's been shot several times, only to get back up and stare right into their eyes. Today is the day, I begin to fight with all my might, being myself morning noon, and night, despite what others may think or see, I know I have to stand strong, I have to get this right. Today is the day, I stop allowing others to pick and choose my mood, while I stand back allowing it, completely being fooled. Today is the day, I will accept who I am, if you don't like it, I don't give a damn....

Musically In Tune:

He sat near the window, the curtains blowing in the breeze, The sound of soft music played, as his fingers pressed each piano key. I watched him from a distance, no words...nothing just listened. He moved his fingers methodically, causing his rhythmic sound to embrace my whole body. Wanting him to speak, no words came out, the music he played drowned everything else out. I sat near him calmly as he continued to play...I closed my eyes, allowing my mind to wander, my thoughts led astray. Listing to him play I wanted to listen longer, the enchantment of his music got stronger and stronger the fear this would end, I wanted it to last longer. Beautiful, majestic, and pure, the mere sight of this man made me feel secure. Suddenly I get a jolt though out my body, reminding me to wake up now, because it's morning.

YOUTH

Our youth today are affected, unloved, and unprotected...The voices of their parents echoes...yelling, screaming, fighting, and crying..they hear the whisper of their soul slowly dying. They turn to the streets seeking acceptance, trying to make sense of life with their own perception, nowhere to go, no one to love them, not even a simple hug to embrace them..The streets become their home, their love, their friend, their life..what would you do if both your parents are locked up for life? The daily drama of home life is to much, the sexual abuse, the drugs, the physical abuse, the mental abuse, how could this be happing to our youth. My soul aches deep inside, being a product of the same pain , my eyes can no longer hold the tears, who do your youth turn to, when they feel they are to blame. The pain they feel will be hard to heal, some wont even know how to feel...We must not give up on our youth, in their hearts and minds their troubles become their truth. We must take a stand, ...

PASSION POEM#5: A DANCE OF UNDERSTANDING

His hands on my hips...anxiety sets in,

My mind confused, I can't...it's not a good spot to be in...

Suddenly his soft voice whispers..."You're tense...Relax..."

I take a deep breath... slowly releasing the air.

"I will go slow, take my hand... don't be afraid to let me lead"

His voice echoed in my ear.

"You ready"

Softly I whispher.."Yes..."

"Hold on tight...1..2..3...Right....left...right...left..that's it...

just move your body to match my speed..."

Hands held tightly together, we now move to the same rhythm,

Your Secret Crush#3

So it's been awhile since I've seen you,
no words could express how much I've missed you...
I wish I could tell you how often I've thought about you,
Time and time again I fought the urge to express my true feelings to you.
but I understand you have a new boo.
I have to admit, my heart was smashed under your shoe,
but how could you know, when you don't even know who's
writing to you.
I must say I'm happy for you, knowing that you have someone taking care of you....
Even though it's not me who's doing it yet, I'd wait for you forever, even if it's you who forgets.
I just want you to know I'm still here, always been here....never will I go anywhere, as long
as your looking for that special person to be there.

From Your Secret Crush:
Secretly To You: