By B.K.
Date: 2006 Oct 15
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Pillow Talk

This comforter will be my blankie
My winter refuge
It’s where you will find me
When darkness seeps in
When bone cold
Tired or a little blue
I’ll be here waiting
Listening to natural sounds
Writing my poetry for you
Creating and anticipating
Some pillow talk just to amuse you
Delight you and confuse you
Till midnight slips in
Mind over matter reaches in
And we’re thigh to thigh
Up to our eyelashes
Lip engaged
Making mad passionate love again