Waking we sat with coffee
             And smoked another cigarette
                      As quietly
             Eros and affection met
             In conversation’s after play
                      On our first day.
Then late for the work, you love, you drove away.

         At dinner, just last night,
              I looked at you, your bright green eyes
                      In candlelight.
             We laughed, telling the hundred stories,
             Caressed and kissed and went to bed.
                      “Shh, shh,” you said,
“I want to put my legs around your head.”