Weekend Delights by Leni King

Thoughts of you
Got me through
The first days back
At work

And now
At last
The weekend’s here

A time of play
An oasis in a desert,
You quench my thirst
You fill my cup,
Sweet nectar

No talk of work -
Erotic words
are all
I permit
In these two days
Of hedonistic revels

No limits to our sex,
No chores
No doors
No thoughts of Monday blues

I don’t care for meals out,
Or to party on the town,
Forget Sunday brunch
Or a roast beef lunch

You are all
I want to devour -
My love, my life
My delicious,
Beloved sustenance