i fell asleep on the sofa

and I'm a little muddled
I don't think I can write something
which I had meant to do
I had a tiring day
my fantasy tonight
would revolve around massage
but I had meant to make it sexy
even though I'm tired
I wish I was touching you right now
but
I'm not getting poetry
I'm getting desire for hot tub
maybe we're in a cabin in the mountains
 I'm sorry
I'm fighting sleep to write this


sleep with me
wake up with me
let's have breakfast in bed