Jul 2017
One day
you'll turn over
in the bed you bought together
in the bedroom you rent together
surrounded by items
that are now 'ours' and not 'mine'
as the first light
stutters across her cheek
and you'll wonder
if this is how
it will always be
the grey familiarity
infecting you
like a go-to drug
that doesn't do the job
so well anymore
you'll turn over
in the bed you bought together
in the bedroom you rent together
surrounded by items
that are now 'ours' and not 'mine'
as the first light
stutters across her cheek
and you'll wonder
if this is how
it will always be
the grey familiarity
infecting you
like a go-to drug
that doesn't do the job
so well anymore
Written: July 2017.
Explanation: A poem written in my own time - feedback welcome. Recently I have been writing about relationships and the differences between those who are in one and those who aren't, as well as topics such as being naked in front of somebody, or having *** for the first time. This poem is another piece that deals with similar subject matter. A link to my Facebook writing page can be found on my HP home page.
NOTE: Many of my older pieces will be removed from HP at some point in the future.
Explanation: A poem written in my own time - feedback welcome. Recently I have been writing about relationships and the differences between those who are in one and those who aren't, as well as topics such as being naked in front of somebody, or having *** for the first time. This poem is another piece that deals with similar subject matter. A link to my Facebook writing page can be found on my HP home page.
NOTE: Many of my older pieces will be removed from HP at some point in the future.
