distance.

Tuesday Night

I don’t know why we lie here
on the floor collecting dust
when both of us are well aware
that any bed’s more comfortable
than carpet over hardwood.
What the evening needs
is some suggestion.
One of us will have to stop
being or pretending to be shy.

Till boldness catches hold,
of you or me or we,
use my elbow as a pillow
let my body cover you
as lightly as it can
with this bumpy body blanket.

Now we’re eye to eye. Hello.

-Rod McKuen