rain check

it's too hot
for nearly everything but
this
I tell her.
touching the curve of
her hip,
laying a small
kiss upon her elbow.
the fan
is going above us.
the sheets are warm.
a trickle of sweat
eases off our brows.
she waves a magazine
against her face.
it's too hot she says.
let's sleep on it awhile.
rain check.