A Visitor
For A –
Under my unmade covers she
will heat – shutters tipped at a
midday sun – her clothes piled
as if brawled to undress – I will
wait beside my bed as she sits
up – an invitation is needed – a
way in – & she will kneel – slip –
denuded again – as my sheets
fall away – I had forgotten her
skin – my recall’s attenuations –
those limbs – her delicate grip
until she has had her fill – I will
be pulled in to satisfice her lips
with fingers [I will kiss her face
& mouth without foolish delay]