I fell asleep
with my love,
Only to realize I
fell in love with my sleep,
I admit you hold
the keys to all I have,
I value you more
that gold is cheap.
Sometimes I
pretend I’m not hearing you in the morning,
And if I open my
eyes I swallow the cold air yawning,
The thought of
you leaving me longing,
I’d rather wait
for your coming.
That sound of
our door opening as you leave,
It’s like the
morning thieve,
Stealing my
heart that I can’t retrieve,
Wishing you
would come back to me I believe.
As you disappear
you take my breath away,
Every step you
take it’s like a day,
Now I have
counted from Jan to May,
Please return at
least delay.
I feel weak each
second that goes by,
I can tell I feel
I might soon die,
With limiting of
your oxygenating warmth supply,
When you read
this you will know why I never say bye.
nice piece
ReplyDeleteGreat poem. Fascinating
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