Sleeping Raw
I open my eyes, and you stare at me in awe.
Have you never seen anyone sleep in the raw?
It is a mid-summer night that is quite sultry.
With no air conditioning, this is the way to be.
I am spending the night naturally.
There is nothing to wear that would encumber.
This is the way many other people slumber.
Lady, why don't you come and lay beside me?
First, tell me, do you like what you see?
Copyright © Robert Pettit | Year Posted 2021
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