I am your woman

I am your woman

I aspire to be the rain drops on the leaves
Lovingly soaking the pores thirsty after long dry spell
Going inside the stems to nourish vital parts
Helping to grow , flourish into wonderful formation
As I would do the same for you , sustaining
Fostering infatuation gentle drifting

I'll give you love,pouring the buckets of it
Gathered inside myself , just give me chance
Convert into the flower in your hand
Undressed by the touch, the gaze boldness
Unashamed to give the nakedness to satisfy the pleasure's bondage, for you to unlace the last remaining obstacles
On the corset squeezing mind before
I'll be the cloud you can rest if the rain drops
Prove too much to handle or singing bird
Delighting ears with music gossamer confections
I am your woman

by Margaret Gudkov
art by Mariska Karto