Bedding Poem by Glen Martin Fitch

If I could be your blanket 
I'd hug you through the night
To keep you safe and warm.
Say, would it be alright?

Please let me be the pillow 
Where you rest your drowsy head.
I'll kiss behind your ears.
I'll catch the tears you shed.

I want to breathe as you breathe
I want to turn as your turn
Let me linger close beside you
For your touch I yearn.

And let me be the sheets
Around you all night long.
Rub your thighs against me.
Oh, how could that be wrong?

But I'll be cold and rough,
If you let another in your bed.
That you might love another
Is the only thing I dread.

I want to breathe as you breathe
I want to turn as your turn.
Let me linger close beside you.
For your touch I yearn.