Pyjamas
Saturday, black silk,
smoothly slithery against the skin,
coldly rubbing nipples erect,
sensuous thigh massage.
A river of promises
and memories. No sleep.
Sunday, pink snugglies.
Brushed cotton comfort
slightly stained with cocoa.
Warm, matching bedsocks
and a hockle bockle.
Dozing on the sofa.
Weekdays, stripy onesie
on a growly toddler,
bathnight damp and fragrant.
Tiger-taming bedtime story
then wrestle down to sleepy town,
your sleep a distant dream.
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