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He had more patience than she did

She knew he had more patience than she did
With a sigh she watched him reach for her left foot
She knew what would happen next

He gently touched her toes
He turned them from numb little lumps
into transmitters, sending pulses up her ankle

The muscles in her lower leg tightened
in a feeble attempt to fence off the tingles
that spread upward through her calf and knee

Her left thigh willingly accepted
the traveling sense of anticipation
forming goose bumps before he even came close

She knew he had more patience than she did
With a groan she watched him reach for her right foot
She knew what would happen next

His gentle fingers massaged the spaces between her toes
every inch was taken care of, touched, loved
the temperature of her foot rising steadily

Her hard shin, her soft calf, her bony knee
they exulted one after another
surrendering to his whole-souled hands

Her thigh quivering
demanding attention
shouting a wake up call through her body

She knew what would happen next
She knew he had more patience than she did
She protested when she saw him bend forward

Hands and arms next…

 

They say all is well that ends well… so may I suggest that you, reader, write the rest of this poem in your own mind’s eye? It can take any direction you like. It could even have a happy ending. Who knows? Try picture it in as much detail as you can. Then the story will unfold…

This poem was written on day 29 of #OctPoWriMo. I’m handing it in for day 30. Which is perfect, since the prompt for today is the day before🙂

If you like this one, you might also like my #NaPoWriMo2016 day 9, called A Poem I’m afraid to share.

13 thoughts on “He had more patience than she did

      1. Dawn D

        I would enjoy reading it!
        I could even host it if you would feel more comfortable sharing somewhere else than your own blog…🙂

  1. zoe

    very sensual, no matter the ending…it can go on for a while… HAHAHA but Im thinking I dont have the patience to write it well as it would take piece by piece, inch by inch… I think I too am less patient in my writing … but reading this was pure sensation….. well done!

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  2. TooFullToWrite

    I think I let out a sigh as I read this. Beginning with a foot massage and the culmination towards the end is terrific. Very enjoyable Angela, sensual, sexy and sensational!🙂

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