Come back to bed,
Lie on me like a blanket.
A blanket with clumsy knees
And sharp elbows.
Rest your coffee breath
On my ear,
Your warm thigh
On my belly,
Your awake hands
In my hair.
Lie on me,
Like a blanket,
Let me feel
Your weight,
Warm and awake and alive,
While I sleep.
Parkstreet
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