I sigh deeply in my bed
It's 2 o'clock am
My thoughts of you won't leave me
Will there ever be an end?
I crawl under the blanket
And then crawl straight back out
I squirm and then I toss and turn
Oh shit! It's 10 AM
YOU ARE READING
Words of Ink
PoetryOne word. I fell in your trance, sucked into your inky depth. Two words. You drew me in, my attention rapt. Three words. I laughed, I cried, I knew Four words. that you were just a word of ink. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~...
