This Lonely Bed
Sleepless nights...
awake and restless
outside my window
I see...
a lover's moon
stars shining bright
I hear...
Coyote's mournful call
Cricket singing for a mate
Memories come...
your touch on my skin
the warmth of your body
close to mine
the sound of your voice
whispering in my ear
I hug your pillow
and the faint scent of you
sweet grass and woodsmoke
Calms my mind
I pray...
"show me the path to follow"
Sleep comes finally...
My spirit flies high
Dreams...
of happiness and laughter
a life together
You are always with there...
with me
Dawn breaks...
I reach out my hand
But...
only a cold, empty space...
meets my hand
again...
in this lonely bed.
by
iskwesisposted on 01/01/2008
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