Snow Day by New Age Poet

Snow Day
by New Age Poet

You latch on at the edge of my dream
As I struggle slowly to the surface,
Winter darkness conceals the morning.
“I’m sorry I woke you up,” you say,
“but you were leaking.”
I peer at the clock
Through an astigmatic fog.
Six-thirty! Oh my God, I’m going to be late!
“Relax,” you murmur,
“We’re snowed in.
“There’s no school today.”
A snow day--a rare event
In a city that has a fleet
Of Godzilla-sized snowplows
On call from October through April.
It takes more than a mere blizzard to stop us!
But now I surrender to Mother Nature
And lean back against the pillows
As you kiss my empty breast goodbye
And my full one hello.
“Please,” I beg, “drain me dry, my love."
”You suck slowly and deeply; I moan.
We take all the time we like
On this snowbound day.
Sated at last, we drift into a shared dream
Of the next time,
Always the heavenly next time.

- New Age Poet

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