By Gala
Date: 29 September 2000
With Regards To Warmth......
Chilly tonight,
sweater weather
and I pull out the flannel sheets,
fluff the pillows
and spray a mist of cologne
on the cases
before I rummage for bed clothes.
No wench wear tonight---
I hanker for something combed cotton
and comforting
but company would be delicious.
I putter a bit,
knowing that when I come to bed
my toes will be floor chilly,
and I wonder if I'm feeling brave
enough to plant cold feet
in the small of your back
as you doze---
and then run shreiking
thorough the house
as you promise revenge
but settle for a full lip kiss
and it does not matter
that there is no satin enticement.
Your hands find me
and they are warm---
but my skin is hot,
your touch is sweet
and you sweep me up
in a wide hug,
and carry back
so you can hide me
beneath the old quilt
and welcome the fall
in the warmest of ways.
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