I somersault at the very idea <br />of a cardio work out romp with you... <br />Pulse quickening, schoolgirl crush-blush <br />flush and feeling faint <br />at the sound of your hello... <br /> <br />And you know it... <br />And you use it... <br /> <br />like a metro card <br />swiped at the terminal <br />that leads to the express train <br />stopping at my cozy couch <br />and candlelit left-up late Christmas decor... <br />that welcomes you, once more <br />an evening to explore <br />just what it is finds us together <br />and yet, still separated... <br />into the arms of another new year. <br /> <br />Maybe I am getting a little wiser... <br />or dare I admit it, a little older <br />or too old to pretend I am young enough <br />to keep stringing these random days into yarn <br />that could possibly weave a future... <br />But tonight, I am tired, <br />from a day of feeling tired... <br />so pardon me for asking.... <br />but I'll need to take a raincheck <br />and simply dream of you instead... <br /> <br />But by no means...was that a no... <br />And you know it.... <br />So I'll use it... <br />This time....'til next time....<br /><br />Susan Lacovara<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/raincheck-2/
