Thoughts at Midnight

IT lurks beside your dreams, beneath the shaded garments;
Blankets strewn and hanging; they form IT.
My heart! My heart is rapid for the first time! I love this book.
Stupid book! Sleep.

A pause.
Rest.
Why can’t I sleep?

Ahh last night. Last night was amazing. You were here, an inch from me.
Or less.

Your arm; my pillow. Your length; mine. I snuggled closer; my nose buried in your softness. I glanced at you from time to time. Sleeping. Breathing steady and heavy.
My hand danced downward. Where you left it. Oh my. I’m there again! So soft; a small finger wrapped aroung the head.
Mmm. And I pressed my wholeness into you. Hard. It was good, baby.
It was enough. It was my swoon; My only;
It was your dreams; your midnight stirs;
My everything. My all.

And here I lay again, alone as I should be, but this time with your memory.
And you lie somewhere now with your sweetheart.
And all I have are my thoughts at midnight.

Thoughts at Midnight

drjones

Hertfordshire, United Kingdom

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Artist's Description

I usually like to write quite descriptive, with emotion bursting through each line.

Here however I have chosen to write exactly how my thoughts passed by last night…

Enjoy.

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