Sit

We sit on the couch
Reading a good
Newspaper
With CNN on,
Four feet up on the
Coffee table.
We feel something
And turn to look
At each other,
Our eyes meet
We smile.
I cannot say
It does not get
More intense
When touch
Overwhelms us,
But sitting reading,
CNN background
A cup of hot drink
Her’s coffee
Mine tea with milk
Assorted British
Biscuit cookies,
Is hard to beat.
Still, the only
Thing platonic
In our
Relationship
Is our mutual
Rejection of
Aristotelian
Criticism
Of it.