A Marriage Book. James P. Lenfestey

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      SHARED HEAT

      There is a certain hairy roughness

      to overcome, I understand,

      for me it is all easy,

      like biting into warm

      sour cream.

      To touch, then

      near sleep,

      to fold together

      like egg whites, like gears,

      then sleep without touching,

      sharing heat.

      Shared heat.

      Is this not the peace and comfort

      of the species?

      Why we gather under heavy

      robes in winter?

      Why we sew together

      such huge quilts?

      Roll apart, not touching

      in the night sleep.

      But never far,

      never too far,

      from the heat.