shy came to bed late  she usually does

                                           before bed he walks through the housethe hall light the only illumination to find the cats to stoke them the last time for the day wish them a good night tell them  I love you

     

in bed  flat on his back pillows to either side of his head

                                                             sometimes before he falls asleep she leaps up

cuddles to him edge of his ribcage leftie always tuckedup to his groin rests her head  occasionally a foreleg

he imagines

              she listens to the bellows of his breathing  the stirring of his heart  feels the warmth emanate washingup his body from his loins

0626,  Sunday,  25  5. 25

0956,  Monday – Memorial Day,  26  5. 25