kiss me

I'd like a kiss
you tell her, as she
gets ready for work.
you still lying in bed,
taking the day off.
I'd like a kiss,
you say again, puckering
your lips, your
head against the pillow.
she stops brushing her
hair and says well
people in hell want
ice water.
are you going to get
up today? or just lie
there like a king.
lie here like a king,
you tell here.
now kiss me before you go.