OUR BEDTIME WEAR

This secret I'll share
about our night wear.
'Nothing but a grin',
with plenty bare skin
when I sleep at night
with My Heart's Delight.

While dear MHD
goes not quite nudie;
she wears a night shirt
like a mini skirt,
loose over her top,
no panties to drop.

Her hands can run free
over my body
when lain tum to tum
while I squeeze her bum
as stirring prelude
to an interlude
when our bed and sleep
together can't keep,
those moments awake
that we make bed shake.