8:34 PM

Close your bedroom door and turn the light off The sun is still peeking over the horizon He wants to remember the faces of his admirers before he sleeps Gently pull the bed sheet from its former embrace Apologize to the bed and promise that its turn will come Let the bed sheet slip through your arms like silk The fine and simple luxury will make your arm hairs stand Your neck is wet with sweat and face with oil Breathe in that sweet, sticky, summer air Collect it under your arms and behind your knees Wear the sheet like a cloak around your shoulders Throw it over your head like a triggered parachute Lie down, throw it into the air, and welcome its soft landing It is the translucent curtain that obscures your beachside view It is the ocean breeze to make your heart race Each time the cool fabric grazes your skin, you feel beautiful Your hair is not greased with perspiration Your camisole is not glued to the small of your back Your deodorant or body spray is not long overdue Like a lover’s fingers, the sheet caresses Like a lover’s sweet-nothings, the sheet whispers Admire the sun through the slits in your window’s blinds Let him see your beautiful face one more time