A Secretesse de Madame

To imagine falling in love with your own, a similar love, another nurturing soul. To come home and to lay down on soft hips, not a moment too late where they meet my lips. I come home, ready to serve the goddess. To her, my sins, I confess. I ask of her to relieve me of my stress, I take her beyond the threshold of physical love. A reminder to her lovely soul of her righteous place thereof.