Green emerald eyes shines from,
Your iris, it opens for your soul's secrets,
Reveling kindness of a golden heart,
You're sending waves of magic towards me.
My receptors are vibrating waiting a stroke,
The skin is stretched under your fingers,
Gently swirls are getting harder inside,
My muscles are giving in, becoming softer.
Deep inside the pain is finally releasing itself,
Giving in for the pressure from a thumb,
Tabbing hands caressing the feet's,
Toe by toe are pulled straight again.
Shoulders are sinking once more, slowly,
Finding the right height, redraw from tension,
I'm sinking into the bench, willingly,
The emotions and warmth is spreading.
I feel my legs emerging from far away,
Attaching to the spine again, relief,
Following the slow pace given to me,
By a gentle massage spreading on me.