I am dressed in silk

tender
you can be so
gentle
so smooth
how our minds
just slid on to
each others
surfing the waves

you can be so
easy
like a ballad
so harmonically
slick

as this silk
I am wearing

I'm covered by a woolen blanket

rough
you can be so
raw
so itchy
how we laughed
grinned to each others
cracks, blisters and scares
but warmth

you can be so
tough
like free form
so harmonically
difficult

as this woolen blanket

on the silk
on my bare skin