4 a.m

She took the first steps

Long, hot bath

Hoping that would bring

Her body back

Mind and spirit

All connected

Like she wanted

She slid between the sheets

Skin on fire

Body begging

So she dared to ask

Just this once, again

Almost desperately

But she hadn’t received

The touch she craved

So she did the best she could

To bring some sweet relief

Her body felt like a minefield

Battle scarred

Full of pain


Every which way

If only she could explain

Or better yet

Give exactly what she wanted

By some kind of magic





She held on

Between the sheets

Clutching the pillow

Pressed beneath her knees

Fingers finding the spots

Touching all the places

She could reach

Trying her very best

To bring sweet relief

That her body asked

For her to receive.

👣💗Jeanna’ Mead

4 28 a.m. 11-16-18

By jeannasoul

I'm a woman that is absolutely in love with life....I'm doing what I love to do-as a massage therapist,a writer,a seeker of all that touches my soul and lifts my body.
I find great pleasure in the midst of chaos, in time with nature and kindred spirits.
I love the wisdom and clarity of Paulo Coelho, the music that makes me dance, and being present with the person I'm with.
I write to fulfill my soul and, hopefully, to touch others.

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