The Back Red Stairs

The night light's on
over the back red stairs.
The gate's unlocked,
and somewhere there's
this woman curled up in her queen-sized bed
asleep...but waiting
for her guy. Instead,
a passing figure espies the light
opens the gate
and climbs the flight
of the red stairs up
to her queen-sized bed...
her all, exposed;
asleep, not dead.
He lifts the blanket ...
a garden bush
with ripened melons for a tush
and breasts so large and full that he
suspends his brain temporarily
and feasts, as a man so long not fed
on the woman asleep
in her queen-sized bed
and willing...so willing... she finally shares
the route to the top
of the back red stairs.