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My Side Of The Bed
by Quinlan L GibsonMy side of the bed, lies different days end
alone in the middle, pillows to contend with large and empty.
Plenty of room to toss and to turn; burn from the yearning
release on my own, slip into the zone of sleep to free me.
Safe and sound on the right, inside of your night
and ever so slight your hand brushes me, sleep tight.
Protect from blackness abyss, this is bliss.
Reaching over youre there; and I dont even care
that you take up more room than you should.
I think and I smile; drift to sleep in your arms
at this moment I know life is good. 06/24/2004 Author's Note: I thought I had nothing left to give, what a drought.
Posted on 06/24/2004
Copyright © 2024 Quinlan L Gibson
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Maureen Glaude on 06/25/04 at 01:44 AM this says a lot for having a partner. Beautiful. |
| Posted by Ginette T Belle on 06/25/04 at 03:43 AM i am so excited to get new stuff from you...i love the languid tone of this...it makes me long to have someone to sleep beside..thx |
| Posted by Susan Q Tomas on 06/25/04 at 04:28 AM I have complete appreciation for this piece. |
| Posted by Michelle Angelini on 06/25/04 at 08:42 AM I totally agree with the others, especially Ginette, about wanting someone to share my bed. Really, it's sensually beautiful. I like it very much. |
| Posted by Anne Engelen on 06/25/04 at 03:25 PM and now I'm really envious! |
| Posted by Lori Johnson on 06/25/04 at 05:46 PM Oh how I took it for granted. *sigh*
Wonderfully done, Quin. :) |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 06/26/04 at 10:54 PM Really like the descriptiveness of this Quinlan. For a short poem it says a lot. :o) |
| Posted by Traci Mabats on 06/27/04 at 10:49 PM I know what you mean, I can't hardly get to sleep by myself anymore. Durn it. Nice to see something from you again. Hope there is more! |
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