Post by thistooshallpass on May 14, 2017 19:55:31 GMT -5
There was always a difference,
In the way we kept our bed.
I would smooth out all the wrinkles;
I would fluff up all the pillows.--
Those you placed between us,
And the ones just for our heads.
I would take my sweet time,
Stretching taut the sheets;
Folding down the covers, that covered
Our dark secret and my erotic dreams;
And also our bodies, that would never meet.
There was always indifference,
In the way you left the bed.
You would leave it how it was;
You would simply walk away.--
Pillows, and sheets, and covers,
All in disarray.
In the morning you would rush,
Out of the room.--
Leaving behind a mess,
That we didn't make together,
In a bed where our bodies would never touch.
TTSP
In the way we kept our bed.
I would smooth out all the wrinkles;
I would fluff up all the pillows.--
Those you placed between us,
And the ones just for our heads.
I would take my sweet time,
Stretching taut the sheets;
Folding down the covers, that covered
Our dark secret and my erotic dreams;
And also our bodies, that would never meet.
There was always indifference,
In the way you left the bed.
You would leave it how it was;
You would simply walk away.--
Pillows, and sheets, and covers,
All in disarray.
In the morning you would rush,
Out of the room.--
Leaving behind a mess,
That we didn't make together,
In a bed where our bodies would never touch.
TTSP
