bedtime
home is where
we fold into curvaceous positions
in bed and other spaces
where love is made
in lush full breaths
and staccato frenzy.
drenched with fatigue, eyes flutter and sigh then
defer once again to opulent passion
before petals of intoxicating slumber
stroke my cheek,
kiss me good night,
drift over crevices
rest
in between places unknown
i inhale your elixir that convincingly whispers
lie with me in this sleep.