Free

She shares everything in her life with me,
how can it be,
so sad, so happy, all her are emotions raw.
Completely at ease, oh she seems so free,
here with me,
sometimes it feels like I am not here at all.

When dressed she is, all talk and delight,
so naked then,
her silences, as she retreats into her mind.
I sit, watch her, until the day turns into night,
on a cushion,
ignoring me as if I to her movements blind.

Watching as she cups, pulls nipples long.
needs pulling,
the a hand snakes down there to rub, rub.
Fingers darting in out, hums her own song,
eyes rolling,
shudders start, her noises, her mouth blubs.

Light catches the moisture, glistening pearl,
hands wet,
eyes rolling still she pushes an arching sway.
Love pervades the scented air, cloying swirl,
better yet,
then lurching hard, eyes flare, she drifts away.