satin song

the bed

i slide in, next to her

her body warm next to mine

blankets wrap around my ass, my shoulders

she reads her book, quickly

as if she doesn't care about the details

nearly skipping full pages

looking for a finish line,

another conquest

i tuck my arm in tight along her side

my hand on her thigh

her pajamas feel like an old wash cloth

thin and pilled

i rest my hand there

she opens her legs

still reading

pages flipping

is she turned on now?

does my hand feel warm through the cotton?

do her nipples harden?

i'm asleep now

i dream of summer,

heat and her breasts pushed against her arms

as she lays on her stomach

her ass in thin lace panties

on top of the covers

reading her bloody book.