I went to sleep in the stranger’s bed
And woke needing to pee.
Not knowing where the light was
Nor wanting to wake her.
Well,
Wanting to wake her…but.
Through the curtains
Could see the stars
Sow stars
Sow that light across this universe
This brief moment of time
Across the darkness
Light my way
Be my light
Don’t let me stumble.
But she wakes
And as she watches my return
Know now
This means more to me
Than the light
Of our one lonely star.
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That is quite the sexy poem. Did it just get warm in here?
Wow.
Nice work, Jim.
You’re not a just a pretty face, are you?
Sadly I have a face like a bag of spanners and my friend wrote the poem!
Wow. Beautiful, Jim, I loved this.
Cheers Kate – one of Paul’s best!
Very heartfelt. Vividly delightful!