"The small"

The small of her back
is smaller than mine,
and more precious by far -
to me, at least.
I love to draw near
and kiss her behind
the knees, and her legs

- her face, her shoulder
her neck, but the small

of her back
makes me weak.

I want to be

strong, for her. Put my back

and shoulders, my all

into whatever chore

she lays out
to be done

I will thoroughly work
oh so eagerly through,

and patiently wait
on call for more.

I will never be done
so long as there's her,

and there's anything she
would have me do.