This morning I awoke with a fever.
I told my wife that if we made love
it would be like being with a warm electric blanket.
She is always cold in bed in the winter anyway.
She looked at me disdainfully.
“You are goofy, really just goofy.”
Mmm….
Never make love with someone
who has just called you goofy.
It will never [...]
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Making Love with a Fever
Posted in Journal of Life, Making Love with a Fever, Poetry Lite, tagged love, poems, poetry, poets, writing on February 27, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
