i have the firmest bed on the block i'm sure
no lie
i could bottle my sheets
and sell them
they are clean and warm as skin
soft as the rough linen that they are
even and straight and welcoming
but i will keep them so that
i can get in between them often and
get out between them
to sing their praises and get back
into them
for as unpink a girl as i am
i love those red roses and pink roses
that lure me with their rough petals and
soft green thorns;
know that this winter
my sheets are perfect sheets and
that they know how cold it is and my bliss
is perfect because of my skin warm sheets
and my warm skin you-
here i am
again
seasofme160613eight
i like the sun in my sheets, always
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Poetrymy personal favourites in one book. these all come from older collections. hardly any of the media belong to me