Be my lazy Saturday
Open yourself up to me
Spread yourself on my pillow
Roll the gentle waves of your auburn glory on my sheets
Cover your ******* with the fresh print of newspages
Haiti hurricanes on your left, wedding vows on the right
A new government in Ukraine trailing its’ tale down your belly
When did we get so political, dear? It’s just us, here
I kiss you beneath the flap of its end
Be my lazy Saturday
Open up to me.