One Couple, Two Beds

they used to sleep like two spoons
after a leisurely dinner;
pot roast and mashed potatoes,
apple pie from the local market and
vanilla ice cream, a decaf coffee and
a few episodes of I Love Lucy. 
He put on a few pounds and
developed sleep apnea; she
tried wearing ear plugs and
still hugged him as he struggled
to sleep with that contraption over
his mouth until he finally told her,
oh so lovingly, that he knew she
would sleep better if she slept
in a separate bed so he could
toss and turn and not wake her.
One couple, two beds
together.