In Bed

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Heavy eyelids open but only see darkness

Mind feels fuzzy

Fuzzy warmth of bed wanting me to stay

Keeping me with strong grip

Stomach starts to complain about the emptiness

So noisy

Almost enough to pull me from bed

But it's too cold outside

So I'll stay in the warmth of

My soft bed

Drip, drop, drip

Outside it starts to pour

So I'll just stay

In my bed

Wrapped in the warmth and love

Of being in bed with you.

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