Come to bed.
The night’s cold.
Relax your head;
let me hold
your body, and see
your tired face by the bedside lamp.
Sleep with me.
Unplug your amp.
Let yourself be:
unclamp
your dreams, and shed
your excess thoughts in a rainbow fold.
Proximity: the poet Jackson. Get uncomfortably close.
Come to bed.
The night’s cold.
Relax your head;
let me hold
your body, and see
your tired face by the bedside lamp.
Sleep with me.
Unplug your amp.
Let yourself be:
unclamp
your dreams, and shed
your excess thoughts in a rainbow fold.