Relaxing Into The Arms of a Man

Gentle, stroking, soft fingers extra-long.
Do you know that your fingers could wrap about mine,
to reach the crooked, first, double-creased line below my fingertip?

Warmth, sincere, afraid, open-heart.
Did you know that a Tango would lead you into my arms?

Sweet lips, loving gentle soul,
it is safe to let go and remember love
in my arms. I love you already, fellow human on Earth's plane.

Underneath, a boy. Longing to be loved,
asking to play, wishing to expand. Have you met?
He is
limitless
limitless.

Loving embrace. Mother, may I? Yes, it is time to say yes.
Tell the boy yes.
In the arms of a man,
In the arms of the man,
In your arms.

Heart expands, soul flies. Oh, perfect little girl,
Child weeps for the father's embrace
that only existed in a longing dream,
but never yet today. When will he love me, she questions?

In your arms, protection, celebration, gentle love. Safety. Healing.
Stroking my heart, saying yes. Yes. It is time to fly.

Oh, the gift of relaxing into the arms of a man,
In the arms of the man,
In your arms.