day twenty-seven : this is extra

i know

i have made it a rule

that on the nights

when you are here

i do not need to write a poem

mainly because

you are lying down beside me

and who am i 

to contest the universe

climb over your steaming torso

reach down onto the floor

my ass in the air

within your palms' reach

pick up my laptop or phone

and lie next to you

typing words

about

how much

i want to be with you

but tonight
i got up
after you tucked me in
early
around 9:30.

fiddled about
here and there
making the body
move
create calories to eat
and walk about to move them up

so that later
in another two hours time
i could lie back down in bed
the way you left me
smile
and remember
the giggles
the tucking in
the kiss goodnight