Have I told you lately <br />how good you smell <br />when the shower <br />finally spits you out? <br /> <br />I can't remember the last time, <br />but it doesn't surprise me, <br />considering how much time <br />we actually spend together <br />these days. <br /> <br />I do know I remember <br />how intense we used to be. <br /> <br />We need to get away somewhere, <br />just the two of us, <br />before the ruts get any deeper <br />in this marital highway. <br /> <br />Let's go, <br />before 'talking dirty' <br />really means: <br />'If you have a light load going in, <br />don't forget my pj's <br />on the back of the bedroom door...' <br /> <br />Before 'wanna catch a quickie? ' <br />really means: <br />'I'm pooped. Wanna take a nap...? ' <br /> <br />Before 'Oh God, I'm coming! ' <br />actually means: <br />'Don't nag, I'm almost ready! <br />Go and start the car...' <br /> <br />Let's go somewhere, while <br />'Honey, that was fantastic! ' <br />still means more than <br />a Sunday Scrabble win... <br /> <br />It's not too late. <br />I still remember.<br /><br />C.J. Heck<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/we-need-to-get-away/
