Raincheck Poem by Susan Lacovara

I somersault at the very idea
of a cardio work out romp with you...
Pulse quickening, schoolgirl crush-blush
flush and feeling faint
at the sound of your hello...

And you know it...
And you use it...

like a metro card
swiped at the terminal
that leads to the express train
stopping at my cozy couch
and candlelit left-up late Christmas decor...
that welcomes you, once more
an evening to explore
just what it is finds us together
and yet, still separated...
into the arms of another new year.

Maybe I am getting a little wiser...
or dare I admit it, a little older
or too old to pretend I am young enough
to keep stringing these random days into yarn
that could possibly weave a future...
But tonight, I am tired,
from a day of feeling tired...
so pardon me for asking....
but I'll need to take a raincheck
and simply dream of you instead...

But by no means...was that a no...
And you know it....
So I'll use it...
This time....'til next time....