My hands massage oil
Onto her bare tummy
She is heavy with child
Yet draws me in to her
To be loved as a woman
No longer youngsters
Yet our skin together is fluid
I say let’s take care, so
We make love, soft & gentle
Yet also charged with passion
She says, this is natural
Our warm juices intermingle
With no thought of withdrawal
This is mighty handsome
Our easy, body rolling, motions
Ever so soothing, towards day
Together we echo care for others
Let us not wake the unborn child
