Longing

We've all been here...

I don't like it

Waking up, I mean

Especially not alone

Not like this

I still feel your breath

Against my neck

The heat from your body

Still lingers on my skin

I absolutely

Utterly loathe this feeling

When I roll onto my side

And expect to see you

And find you smiling at me

Instead

All I see

Is empty space

The wrinkled creases

Of where you used to be

Left haphazardly on my sheets

I love to

But hate to

Crawl onto your side

Wishing and begging

That it's still warm

That you haven't been gone long

So I can soak up what remains

Of a presence I hold dear

So please, please

Please, my love

Come back to bed

Chase away my fears

And join me in my dreams

With me in your arms.

Reviews

[Alicia Schroeder]

sweet, longing for your love to return, very nice

[Marie Harrison]

Tender poem, seeking the warmth of their lover. Lovely poem.

[David W Moore III]

awww sorrowful but so full of love. and hope. He is a lucky man, and needs to come running back to that bed!~ Nicely written