It's warmer in Riverton right now than Childress.
After midnight,
Ennis should be asleep.
His long day begins mighty early.
Night's too warm,
Ennis deals better with cold.
Pillow glues sweaty curls to his neck,
hot dampness weighs against his naked chest and lanky limbs.
He wonders if Jack's chest is bare,
if the small of his back is damp...and Ennis' strong jaw relaxes,
Fine face softens with sleep as his mind
and soul
wrap around Jack.

Childress is cool tonight, light rain off and on,spittle from some tired hurricane.
Windows opened,
an easy breeze relaxes Jack's long body,
sheets been kicked off,
soft air dries wetness from his face.
Jack doesn't bother to wipe tears away in the dark,
hours after Lureen is asleep
Doesn't mind them… makes Ennis more real,
closer…
Lifting white cotton, a damp draft feels good on his bare chest
and he pulls the shirt off, chill of night quickly warmed,
and Jack's strong jaw relaxes,
Fine face softens with sleep as his mind
and soul
are wrapped by Ennis.