Wednesday, April 15, 2009

A Short Goodnight Story

Her fingers reach for me but I resist.

"Not right now," I say, but she insists I come to bed.

With a deep sigh, I give into her wishes and make my way to the room. I know I'll feel better when we're done. As I climb into bed, Sleep's sweet arms wrap around me. I close my eyes and she takes me…

(And you thought it would be dirty, didn't you?)

1 comment:

  1. No. I though it would be about falling asleep because I've been married for 17 years.