She's coming again tonight
"Weave me a blanket out of your poetry"
Was her command in last night's dream!
And all day,
I have been spinning warm crimson words into a love textile...
Interlacing threads of emotions towards kisses and *** directions!
Listen...
I knitted a "Hello" with an endless angle across an "I do".
She wants my warm Love Fabric to wear for tonight's cold...