9:09pm

Frosty peach buns
My mind, it runs
All in my head
This empty bed

Fan still spinning
Netflix rolling
I’ll sit here wishing
Wanting
Roaming

The depths of my psyche
Go dark
And angry
Will you choose me to be your baby?

I just want you
Nothing else
Yet I’m here
In a quiet house

Do you want me?
I cannot tell
I’ll toss my riches
Into this well

Wishing for clarity
Hoping for peace
Begging for love
Anxiety to cease

The moment we met
Our worlds collided
We jumped right in
No fears invited

Can’t stop thinking of you
It feels obsessive
Not overbearing
But possessive

I call you mine
You say I’m yours
My curtains open
Your locked doors

Make me a key
All wrapped in gold
Tell me I’m special
And only yours to hold

© 2021 BeautifulArguement

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Vertigo Cat1111

I love this! The sleepy feeling of a late night in a house all alone with the TV on, you captured it perfectly. This is one of those special poems that capture a very specific feeling and is so unique and underrated on its own. I'm shocked this doesn't have more reviews. Not to mention, the rhyming is perfect and is so catchy, adding another layer to an already beautiful piece. And the way you named it after a time of night? Wow. An absolutely amazing gem. I would pick a favorite stanza but the more I read it, I can't decide. Please keep writing, because this was beyond great.