Rub me on the arm,
your touch feels so warm.
I am safe and protected
by a
caring, sweet, genuine man.
You asked to cuddle,
in thirty minutes
you kissed me for the first time on the head.
I felt it, I liked it, it was short,
sweet, I was ok with it.
You love me for who I am.
You know how
to treat a woman,
sensitive and respectful
as can be.
We have gone through some drama together,
since the others had their moments,
and we were a part of it
we stayed together,
because we were meant to be.
You take care of me
when I'm sad.
To you,
I could never get mad.
We have our disagreements,
but we choose to learn from them.
And they become
blessed moments.
We may handle things different,
but opposites attract,
we look back
and laugh
at the times
that something happened
and so we overreact.
Working things out,
always fair,
every day you prove
that you love me
and you care.