~*~crumbs in bed~*~

weekends we spent in bed, remember?
neither wanting to let go, both holding tight
to love and lust and afternoon delights.
did i know how young i was, how heady?
you knew, you took.
while i, courageous in my ignorance,
hungry,
touched, licked, bit
hot buttered toast;
chewed, savoured, swallowed,
toast and man.

then monday mornings, remember?
we shook the sheets
clean of hearts and crumbs.