20/09 Trapped

Soft caress
You stroke your fingers
Up my arm, gently
Soothing
Flattening down light whispy hairs
Blowing a soft breeze
From between your lips
Sighing
Gently and singing
My name
In a voice comparable to
An angelic mouse
Oh I am caught
In time and in place
Summoned to your attention
Entrapped
By your touch and gaze
I am a prisoner
Barely able to escape
But this is
Voluntary
I want to be here
Trapped
In your embrace