Home From The Cinema Poem by Jan Oskar Hansen

Home from the cinema

We were going home from the movies
It began raining I had an umbrella and shielded
Her from most of the cloudburst, I got wet.

At her home, she said I had to take my suit off
I did but felt silly sitting on her sofa in my undies.

She came back from the bathroom wearing less than me,
We kissed and cuddled and ended up in her bedroom.

We made love after she fell asleep, I watched
Her serene face, she looked lovely.

I was tired too, but before falling asleep, I thought
I hope my suit will be dry in the morning