Friday, October 14, 2005

Single bed

it's not like you
to just be gone
i thought my place
one of wrong
sleeping alone
is not what i signed for
eyes still blurry
as you walk in the door
sleeping
trusting
in you and in me
valid excuses
profusely explained
guess it's just
a thing
a star-crossed exchange
what is love
but a many splendored fling
right?

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