wake up sex
he flipped her over
like an egg
a moan and waking
arms surround him
breath on his lips
of welcoming
seek her eyes
her eyes unseen
unseen her face
and yet beguiles
whispering hips
a sleep
a dream
which would it be
how would it seem
asleep alone
a sleep and dream
taste of the morning fare
nothing is said
late ships in passing
over a bed