A Massage

Relax

I knead you listening to your fears.
Kneading you as you exhale letting go of your pent anger.
When will you see that your life is so much more then you think it really is?
When will you see the beauty I see in you?
Your strong back, long pillars of legs and thighs,
Rising firm rounded ass gracefully surrender to flaring broad dark plum back,
Releasing stubborn knotted shoulders
I listen to your passionate account of disappointments, unmet expectations and shame,
as warm fragrant oil saturate fears relasing pain
I listen, as hands and oil together calming, reassuring applying deeper pressure in tight lower back and areas,
Quiet, soft, pliant, finally relaxed,
listening to your slow even breath,
At ease in unfrowned restful sleep.
I wonder about your sordid,
Mess up life
As I watch you sleep.