Cotton sheets
on a winter’s night.
She entered the room,
her clothes fell to the floor.
’You’re on my side?’
‘I know,’ and
slid to my side
to let her skin
lie in the warmth
I left for her.
And then she
thanked me,
in cotton sheets.
Dec 1, 2014
Dec 1, 2014 at 3:49 PM UTC
