I’d love to make love

By the light

Of my Christmas lamp


In my grandmother’s old bed

Passed to me

Through generations


My hardly soft fouton

Under ages of comforters

Covered with cats


In the crisp cool of the night

My nakedness

Is warmed by yours


Loving arms around me

As I drift off to sleep

By the light of your smile

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