Natural Geography Lesson

I wander through the natural geography of our bedroom a landscape inhabited by a mountain of clothes (wondrous to behold) your brilliant blue dress the river that runs through it as it flows across the floor a blue slip a blue bra tributaries flowing into it. You lie topless on an unmade bed on your belly kicking your legs this way & that blue tights blue knickers the last remnants of clothing adorning your near nakedness heels crossing & re-crossing behind your behind head held in the chalice of your hands nipples engaging & dis-engaging with the text hair made of sunshine splashing over the illustrations. You shout over your shoulder: “What’s the difference between S T A L A C T I T E S & S T A L A G M I T E S ? ” I could have told you I suppose but stunned into startled silence by the gift of your half-nakedness I felt it would be better if I should show you. “Tights..! ” I tremblingly tell you removing the last shred of clothing that protects you from my lust “... come down! ” And you wise now observe acutely “And the might comes up! ” You smile coyly...cutely. The next lesson is ...Love!