You understood my need.

I will find a way to thank you.

With a broken leg, you can't make love.

Your consolation is warm cuddles,

Closeness and care.

To touch you would only be to stir

And to disturb.

But you knew a man's need

And you touched me.

I didn't ask.

I just felt your tender hand

Reaching for me,

Stroking love into my longing hardness

And my heavy softness.

I knew it wasn't for your sake, but for mine.

Thank you.