The early morning sun creeps into the room
with the promise of a new day.
i stir from my sleep
an unfamiliar room greets me
the only sound is her breathing
her long slender body lays motionless
i gaze around the room
for a few minutes holding a passport into her life
memories and momentos adorn the shelves
a feeling of envy runs through my body
for i have locked my memories away
along with my dreams theyll stay
an arm around my waist
to the hunter
the spoils of the chase
i look at her face
she has no love
she has no feeling
i leave her sleeping
this is the life i lead now
i need no cupids arrow
that route only leads to sorrow
Sad.... it doesn't have to be this way. What a clear picture you have painted in my mind with the words written here.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very sad indeed. To spend the night with someone who couldn't give you love is like riding a bus with a stranger sitting beside you. Excellent write.