Midnight

Passing midnight anything goes
The wolf says
He is a cheeky bugger really
Amusing most of the time
And sometimes he makes you blush
Wish you can just flip your apron to cover your eyes
But that will be indecent to show your buck naked body
Grandma was right
Girls should never cook wearing nothing
I thought it was just the oil splatters
Now I know it is more than that
The wolf passes midnight is the real worry here

Touch-me-not

I love mimosa pudica for her sensitivity
which often mistaken for shyness

she is truly the sleeping beauty
undisturbed in the depth of the night
stretching open to the first morning ray

her distinctive memory of my touch
earned my loyalty to watch her intently
makes her a seductress
has me wrapped around her little finger
playing touch-me-not