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Our days end in ritual
with little ones tucked
snugly into beds,
we escape our domesticity
with its toy strewn floors
and Disney television
to offer up nicotine clouds
to the silent majesty
of our Alabama nights.

We talk, but the words
are unimportant
it's the easy mumur of marriage
the background sound
of our unity of purpose
and simple common joys.

A few sitcoms and cigarettes later
we ease our way to bed
to hushed laughter over who's
feet are colder, and who's
stealing cover from whom.
We make love every night
with our clothes on
even when a snore's the only sound.

Smile if you're stupid,
laugh if you understand.

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The following comments are for "Make Love Every Night"
by Bartleby

sounds like love
this reminds me of my hubby and me...we always try to get the other to warm our toes, and although I steal the blankets, he hogs the it works enjoyed this very much...keep them coming :)

( Posted by: Reba [Member] On: May 5, 2004 )

Every night...
This was great! Feels like home.

( Posted by: nae411 [Member] On: May 5, 2004 )

True Love
I'm lovin' this show that there is more to true love than just sex....very good

( Posted by: Nitz Kitty [Member] On: May 5, 2004 )

I'm a covers hog
I have to admit. On here, I'll admit to that title, at home, I wouldn't be caught dead confessing!

Great poem. I too am jealous of your poetry muse.

( Posted by: Everybodyelsesgirl [Member] On: May 5, 2004 )

that's what this poem reminded me of. the peace of just being with someone you love and being comfortable. i am jealous not only of your poetry muse but of the patience and the hard work it takes to get to where you both are.

( Posted by: ReinventingMe [Member] On: May 5, 2004 )

Make Love Every Night
I don't usually take to pieces covering every-day issues, and family references drives me mad but this works undeniably well.

( Posted by: A. Cain [Member] On: May 6, 2004 )

Ah, Bart, you remind me...


( Posted by: johnlibertus [Member] On: May 14, 2004 )

I thought you'd quit?
Smoking, that is. Funny, I got really distracted by that bit.

I like this poem quite a lot. It flows so easily, down to the final line which tugs with just the right amount of firm insistence upon the heart-strings. A perfect gem of romantic truth without fussiness or pretention. Absolutely lover-ly.

( Posted by: hazelfaern [Member] On: May 16, 2004 )

You're such a softie.
Sometimes you're just an old-fashioned romantic. I have to say I did not see the last line coming. A good title that misleads the reader, with a superb final line.
I really liked the second stanza, too. I wish I could do more than praise phrase, but it's too late to think objectively.

( Posted by: MacLaren [Member] On: August 17, 2004 )

thats so simply put. i should learn how to incorporate snoring into loving. it could help me sleep these nights. lovely piece.

( Posted by: diason [Member] On: October 11, 2004 )

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