DECEMBER DEWS: DAY 29, WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITES, SURRENDER TO MY LOVER'S CALL

Relieve my ache that gnaws at me

Wrap me warm in your tender hands

Discipline the brute that howls inside

Bond close to you by curative elegance

Whole and jovial I am alive again

Sweet surrender to my lover's call

She stops my infinite litany of qualm

Her adroit tongue pushed deep

Warmly filling up my hungry lips

While fingers soft, stroke my chest

Rising ready to meet our needs

Sweet submit to hunger's call

Silken flesh slides sinuously over me

Quiet strength that in love's overhaul

She pins me out of breath to our bed

Legs round my head, she rocks

Till we topple sheltered together

Sweet surrender to passion's call