In Bed Poem by Nathanael Verrill
In Bed
Sometimes, in bed I lie
against you
Pressed up against you; skin to skin
Making heat, not love
Feeling pain
but not sure if it's your pain or my own
But feeling through your steady undulating heart beat, the sorrow.
Then you twitch with unknown dreams
And I lie quietly, silently, feeling the emotion for the both of us.
In silence. Against you,
Making heat, not love.
Feeling hurt, for the both of us.
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4/19/2024 11:47:10 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Feeling hurt! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.