Getting Fresh Poem by Dónall Dempsey

“Just going
to have a quick shower! ”

She shouts above
the hot jets of water

“Freshen up
before we get fresh
with each other! ”

I slip sleepily between
silk sheets

fall asleep
waiting for her.

awaken
to find her

naked
before me

dabbing Eau
De Cologne

behind her earlobes
crook of her elbows
backs of knees
between breasts
little touch
between her legs.

She smiles.

“Good! I feel dressed now
to go to bed.