I slide across the sheet into your skin
a surprise
the suddenness of stepping
up out of sand and onto stern
concrete beneath my summer feet.
I dig my toes into your warmth
looking for purchase
like a climber of some foreign hill
when you rumble, half asleep, a protest
but roll open to my arms
I am content
planting my breath along your neck
as a proper proprietary flag
and sinking myself into sleep.
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