I sat straight up in bed,
Trying to understand what’s in my head.
It has been twenty years ago,
Since I left your smile and made it so.
Many things I wish I had said,
From when we last shared a bed.
So strange that now it rushes back,
To fill the spaces with peace I lack.
I learned a valuable thing today,
Sometimes truth never goes away.
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Cool’ it’s never two early for a poem and that one rolls along with a simple dignity and a truth. 20 years on and it’s still too early for this, very cool.
It was such a weird dream…still trying to make sense of it but I wasn’t prepared to deal with what it brought up. Maybe sometimes it’s too early for some things…
Wow, that was cool. Now all I need is for you to tell me what it means to you. Love you!
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