Empty bed

gmdishgmdish Posts: 26
edited August 2005 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
I think of you all day, you haunt me in my sleep
A vision of happier times, a piece of you to keep
I wake up in a cold sweat, I reach round for your touch
But there only empitness sharing my bed i miss you so much
given to fly
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