in bed

I read my fortune from cookie-

Your confidence and assurance attracts others, in bed

my boss turned her head away, it became joke
in the China River Buffet

~

Simplicity of character is the natural result of profound thought, in bed

my companion tells me way too many stories about the men
who like her ass and talk to her about it
when they drink

~

One can not know the best that is in him, in bed

it could not have been sexier, her coy shyness
my leaning forward in perfectly timed shadow casts
her trip over garden rake from our play with dirt
and sweet potato sets in warmest soil ever,
bare feet, broken ankle breaks my memory,
the hospital trip,
the agreement to see again soon
the never answered calls
like mirrored walls
of echoes

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A fool at forty is a fool indeed, in bed

a fortune trade at forty with a nineteen year old
model, blond named Brook
in sheer linen flanked by
boy friend and my brother

she was kind to us olden guys
laughed at jokes and
stood upstairs for sun
to filter through her otherwise
conservative thin strapped dress
on my private tour
of her ancient dorm
in silk thong

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Lucky Numbers 10, 13, 18, 24, 31, 35, in bed