You caught me unaware; slipped in when I let my guard down to catch my breath. I cowered and covered my face – my eyes had never seen such brightness. Sizzling with blushed heat that seeped to the lining of my belly. I had to laugh as ‘Yes’ floated from my throat.

Yes.

You caught me in the softness of palms I could finally stroke. How soft they were. A bed to rest my tired head, and firm fingers to knead knots from sore shoulders that have carried a load far too heavy for me to bear alone.

Yes.

© LaYinka Sanni, April 2016

 

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