Promises for a warm summer day

When I live with my husband
In a warm house in Indiana
I’m going to walk around with my shirt off
Not in public mind you, that’s for Europe
But in my small home, when the air conditioning
Is broken
I will shed my top as my husband does
My bra too
Stretching my arms way over my head
Lazily enjoying the tensing of my breast plate
I’ll walk around as he does
Not to entice him
Or to make a statement,
No, for the relaxing sensation
Of shedding my self-consciousness
Along with the wires and cotton
The expectations and discomforts
So the pleasant tingling of my comforters
Will reach me everywhere as I lay down
There will be a delightful thrill to the exposure
A heavy sigh as everything falls
Into its natural place
A warm grin and a pleasantly contented sound
With closed eyes as I hold my arms
Relishing my palest skin’s contact
With the arm air
I will proceed to go on with my business
,my order of the day
Half naked.