The Perfect Time for Fucking
is when
it's snowing, of course
there's an army of snowmen posted up in yard after
yard
carrot noses and mischief embedded
in 20-degree precipitation
(this is when I love you the most)
candles, candles you suggest
I say
fuck your idyllic warmth; let's be hot-natured beneath
an overworked ceiling fan, let's just
do that.
you name the time and place. i'm there.
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