Apparently a fever was the least of my worries

[plural]

went to the doctor this morning
I have acute tonsillitis
hurt like the dickens
got a heavy course of antibiotics
some pain killers
and another box of popsicles.

spent the day resting
and while it is still no fun
I am feeling markedly improved.

I suppose
in a more sane rational world
I would have gone to the doctor sooner
or at the very least
spent the majority of the last few days resting

but
romance waits for no man
and
dammit
I was having entirely too much fun.

last night
we went for a walk
ended up sitting
in a nearby park
and dangling our feet in the waters
of a cool fountain

nuzzling and listening to some jazz on my iphone
while finishing off the last of the popsicles
I had bought on friday

around midnight
she invited me back to her place

and

the vision of her naked body
draped in light and shadow
a canvas laid out for my kisses

furtive desperate nakedness
touching teasing caressing

twas worth
every moment of pain and discomfort
that the next few days
will surely bring

so it remains
that
the juice is worth the squeeze.