RELIEF
It cam like a storm at daybreak.
The heat was so intense that
it was hard to think.
Allday Monday, I wanted Relief,
but by my own hand alone it
would not come.
The moment I saw his face and his words made the storm subside.
It was just enough to give me room to think.
Then and only then could I ask the question, Please, Sir, help me! I need some RELIEF.
His voice came across the room a cool breeze, I could smell his scent, I could feel his touch.
Then the storm broke like a rush of water.
My Relief came with a Growl, and I purred like a kitten being rubbed down my back, and across my chest.
THANK YOU, SIR, FOR THE RELIEF
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