eyes closed tight
but mind's wandering
from where i lie
to where you're sleeping.
As I got inside your room
a chivas on the table
a half-lit cigar on the ashtray
a book nearly to its end.
There you are on the bed
half-naked in deep sleep
unaware how somber you look
oh, why aren't you happy?
I sat beside you
touched your lovely face
lightly played with your hair
and softly kissed your parted lips
you breathed chivas and smoke
i inhaled your frustrations
what love has done to you?
I froze
in a sudden i am inclosed your arms
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