(2001)
The blanket you wrap around yourself
when you wake alone and afraid
in the early morning hours –
that is my love song to you.
The feel of cool grass on your bare feet
on a hot summer day –
The warm soft water of the shower
washing over your head and face
as you take off the night’s sweat
or the day’s dirt –
The warm grasp of denim jeans
on your ass and thighs –
The hungry looks I give you
when I know you are not looking –
these are my love songs to you.