We find our repose in the throes
(without clothes or inhibitions).
The conditions are just right
to dance all night. Feet never touching
the floors. It is for sure the music
is internal (it has a nice beat
and it’s easy). Dancing in the
moonlight above, a laid-back lambada –
the dance of love. The music,
she and you reach crescendo
to cheers of “Bravo, Fortissimo!”
Under the cover of night,
under the covers tonight
is where we’ll meet.
Dancing in the sheets!

Poetic Asides November Chapbook Challenge – Day 4 – _____Sheet


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