I’d often leave our bed at night
silent, with you still sleeping
and return each time on
soft-socked feet; to find
your sprawl warming my side.
Without breaking snore, you’d
slide back to yours (gone cold)
and open wide the covers
a gaping nest of your curves
and cradles; your heat flowing
out in waves I could taste.
I’d slip in and be drawn,
(sense sodden)
into your crook; you’d hold
me like warmed satin steel
until my shivers left.
You rarely remembered these
moments; I never forgot.
Perhaps they’re why I woke up.
You always loved me best
in your sleep.
Beautiful I enjoyed that 🙂
Thanks so much!
It is very intimate without being icky. That’s hard to do sometimes. Nice piece of work.
That’s really kind thank you Victoria Jane! Xx
Your rhymes are discreet and not too precious. They add a rhythm and beat to your poem of calmness. Nice job!
The rhymes were accidental so thanks for picking up on those! And for reading! Xx
this <3 <3 <3 <3
Thanks Sunshine! Xx