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Jul 2021
Dear Nat,
come back to bed!

walk my hallways,
then upon my shoulder sleep,
rest in my nooks
soft, well worn, cosy crannies,
let your face go slack,
get back jack,
to where you always belong

I know too well
what ails thee,
and know no answers easy,
found walking around
an old creaky house's
groaning discordant concordance
of mystery sounds

do come back to bed!
I'll call you babe,
kiss those temples
rock 'n rolling,
soothingΒ Β them with
adagio classics from
the 1950's

I'll think of something
just back, bed bunk with me
your roommate of sole
****** sunset years

let you write poems on my tummy,
gurgling with the pleasure of
skin and words tender entwining,
just come back to bed,
pillow deep, fund the sleep
you desperate need,
from my countenance and body,
yours, no needy for asking,
just take what you're needing,
be my man,
be my child,
and come back to bed,
my still crazy man
after all these years,
before leaving me
sleepy smiling,
from a job well done

1/14/2015
Nat Lipstadt
Written by
Nat Lipstadt  M/nyc
(M/nyc)   
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