April 2, 2011

“too much of a good thing,” she murmurs,
rolling over; I just get the back. “Maybe
we shouldn’t do this,” is something

to think, but never to say. Why don’t
girls find guys sexy? “I find you sexy”;
giggling, half asleep, groping for covers

with those bedroom eyes. I help her
get under. “How about some Australian
kissing?” “Oh. I’m so tired though.”

Then just sleep, maybe? and I’ll see
what I can come up with. The key
is, to be gentle. You asleep baby?

No answer. Not like that means anything.
While you dream, I learn chords and diddle
on the keyboard. You shoulda been there.




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