than a freshly
made bed
with cool blue cotton
sheets, 1000 count,
brand new,
pillow cases too.
the bed made, just
waiting for me
and hopefully you.
whispering my name
in the dim light of day.
see you soon, i tell her.
i give her wink,
and brush my hand
across her folds,
i caress the edges
of her hem,
tucking them in.
soon, i tell her, be
patient, soon.
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