Thursday, November 8, 2018

Polished Silverware

I could have fallen asleep at 8.
But I didn't drag my weary 
body and mind
from the embrace of that fat leather chair until nearly 10.
And then
As I burrowed into the fluffy perfection of my bed, 
I murmured, 
"Spoon me for a minute, Love..."
And I could see his smile through my eyelids,
so of course 
he obliged, 
and of course 
spooning turned to forking, 
as it always does. 
And then I was wide awake 
until 11,
and something woke me at 2.
I feel like an old, old woman today - 
Foggy, slow...so, so tired, 
yet shiny and new. 

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