If These Sheets Could Talk

If these sheets could talk
What would they say...

Would they speak of my rendezvous
With my saltry fingers
Who've learned to mimic
Your pleasing tongue...

Would they speak of
The salty tears
That have drenched
It's perfectly weaved thread...

Would these sheets speak of
The times I've laid my body bare
And I've let its touch
Falsify the warmth of your body...

If these sheets could talk...