Good morning I
Whispered into your
Beard like I
Was talking to
My teddy bear
As a child
Reaching under the
Blanket for your
Chest like I
Did when I
Touched that hairy
Bigger than me
Port Washington dog
Feeling you stir
Turning towards me
Like that malestorm
Discovered in the
Rocky River pulling
Me slowly deliciously
Into and down
Submerging in you
This quiet and
Sleepy new day
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 