Oh, how leaving you
Puts strain on my heart,
Pulling all its strings,
Tearing me apart.
I reach out my hand
But to grasp thin air,
instead of your warmth,
instead of your care.
My body - dead weight,
My head - drooping down,
I sigh and I wait
With a growing frown.
Thank God time flies by!
And, without a doubt,
You see me fly
Through the fastest route.
Skipping steps, I flee!
To feel your embrace,
With the sun behind me,
Invading your space,
Sinking in covers,
fast falling asleep,
I've only one lover -
My bed made of fleece.
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Visions and Dreams
PoetryOh Sleep, my loving respite, this is for you! A compilation of poems that every bleary-eyed, sleep-deprived soul can relate to; enjoy! I've recently added poems about reading and books, dreams and wishes - check it out!
