Canadian Pacific

Canadian Pacific
5 a.m.
rolls by my window
once again,
Steel wheels clacking
in the dark
crossing through
this glacial park,

And here I am
half asleep
both our clothes
in a heap,
I touch your skin
train noises fade
you roll my way
and I get laid,

The train is rumbling
through my brain
sex is never
quite the same,
Sometimes fantastic
sometimes routine
though you’re asleep
you seem quite keen,

On your back
you moan and wiggle
you wrap your legs
around my middle,
Like the train
I sense your power
and we make love
for over an hour,

Afterwards
you sleep trancelike
the sheets are gone
there’s morning light,
I scan your body
with eyes and fingers
the sensual tingle
in me lingers,

I make coffee
take a shower
you sleep at least
another hour,
When you wake
you smile and grin
you had a dream
about sex, again …