My Bed Poem by Riitta Gyllenbogel

My Bed



I have
the whole of this bed
the whole of this room
and I turn and I turn
and I toss and I turn
and I yearn
this is my space
it is mine
my bed
(would that I had you
out of my head)
this, this is my bed!

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