Call to Bed

bite this
forever more
my pinky swear
on the hour dear
before we arrive
to paradise.

when we evolve
through strategy,
cunning while
guile fearless &
genetic tough.

i heart you
tight, rough my finger
weep, sipping pleasant
sups of love
inside my cup
a perfect amount
of good times.

together close
doubly warmer
either alive or dead
indifferent in
the cuddle...

Late Night Tasty

oh yeah.
blurry eyeball,
extra cookie!