Walking to my space, I greet you at the door.
Quietly holding back, quietly undressing you.
I satisfy the urge with soft kisses.
I feel you.
I’m delicate now, as I move through the motions, silent.
My words calculate my thoughts carefully.
I’m selective and soft for it.
As I crawl upon you, in these dim lights that highlight your glory.
Inside, I am soothed.
I am balanced, and the noise around us is muted.