Black Tights

home
with the clang
of keys
on marble

shoe's
kicked across
the floor

rings
pulled
and
placed
on the dresser

skirt peeled
blouse undone
and the
black tights

the black tights
with a slight
run
down her
left thigh

rolled off
like
a taffy wrapper
in July

standing
cheeks out
with smooth legs
and nothing

nothing but a
pink bra
and a
weary
long day at work
smile

she gathers
up her
10 year old
p.j's

slides them on
and asks
for a cup
of tea

not lemon
tonight
but
chamomile

I rise from
the bed
in full salute
and skip
into the
kitchen

I turn the
flame
on