Friday

Why must you be so close
and embedded in my brain?
Today while rescuing
wet chestnuts from trampling feet-
your brown skin - smooth and unblemised
invaded me
forcing me into corners
I was hoping to escape

I know today
you think of me
and my end of week
longings
autumn damp
seeping into your bones
chilling your surface
and within

Come
let me warm you
close
to that dangerous fire
together we shall both burn
and escape
where there is no hope of escape