My sleepy eyes search for hers,
as my arm reaches across the empty bed
and I find the pillow still indented from her pretty head.
A hollowness instantly makes my stomach tight,
afraid she's gone without any goodbye,
without her cuddles, I would die.
In this moment I hate the white of the sheets
no longer stained with shadows of her bodies curve,
the sun even shining displays its nerve.
Footsteps in the hall give my heart a start,
the door swings slowly open and a smile forms
as her lips part.
My arms reach out, my lips don't move,
from her throat soft giggles rise
and I feel her light touch my sleepy eyes.
The crisp air sends goosebumps to cover my body,
as she pulls off the blanket to get back into bed,
I pull her in close and turn blue into red.
Dec 2, 2013
Dec 2, 2013 at 12:21 PM UTC
My sleepy eyes search for hers,
as my arm reaches across the empty bed
and I find the pillow still indented from her pretty head.
A hollowness instantly makes my stomach tight,
afraid she's gone without any goodbye,
without her cuddles, I would die.
In this moment I hate the white of the sheets
no longer stained with shadows of her bodies curve,
the sun even shining displays its nerve.
Footsteps in the hall give my heart a start,
the door swings slowly open and a smile forms
as her lips part.
My arms reach out, my lips don't move,
from her throat soft giggles rise
and I feel her light touch my sleepy eyes.
The crisp air sends goosebumps to cover my body,
as she pulls off the blanket to get back into bed,
I pull her in close and turn blue into red.
i still have writer's block.
