In the middle of strange crowd
He embraces and hugs me
With his big broad shoulders
I feel invisible and safe
He has the gentlest touch
Palms always gently caressing
Keeping my whole body warm
Unharmed by the cold misty rain
Every gentle massage
Is telling me I am loved
Protected and guarded
From unwelcome outsiders
I can stand there forever
Rest my head on his chest
Feel its heat on my cheeks
And smell his manly scent
His whistles to my ear
A lovely gentle melody
The wind was pure seduction
A sweet lullaby for my soul
I guess I don’t mind waiting
You can stop the time
And I would not care
He makes the waiting worthwhile
Kay Barcelon
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/right-here-waiting/
