Enjoying the Day

On the first day she felt heat from the sun  
In a long time, she stretched and arched and preened;  
Then wondered at the warmth, that had begun  
To make her feel delighted, yet demeaned  
To realise that, despite winter's chill;  
And the fact there were shadows in the room,  
Her fingers felt so hot - they'd not stay still  
A single moment - she would reach so soon,  
Behind the lacy curtain, as she pleased  
Herself and, thus, relieved the gentle ache,  
That nestled there, insisting that she teased  
And toyed, as she prepared for him to wake  
And seize her hair - he'd make for rougher play:  
The sun was out - she would enjoy the day.