Cool Rejections, Chilly Mornings, & Cold Showers (03/18/04)

sleep
let me sleep among the birds that sing at night
with the angels that soar above for every child's prayer
let me feel the night's breeze into my window pane
against my naked skin under the green silk sheets
my eyes are closed but my senses are awake
his touch i can feel sliding along my thighs
as he whispers something into my ear
inaudible, yes, but the wind is howling outside
its fingers loosely brushing closely into the opening
slithering through the expanse of the cozy room
don't you feel it
my breath is warm, but your skin is burning
your touch is cool, it leaves a mark on my lips
will you stop what you're doing
i
long
to
be
asleep
in your arms at night
and wait for the birds to chirp every morning
with the sunshine bursting into the window pane
against my face that's against your chest
while my eyes are closed and yours are too
and your arms around my waist
as i whisper into your ears
inaudible, yes, but my actions take over
to start you off with a great morning