Wrong Side Of The Bed Poem by Louis Borgo

Wait on the phone to ring
Lullaby lullaby foot step in dark what is the approach
Caring to much is it a sin
Caring not a enough where can I found the word should I just text
Caller id number after number but
Yet the one you waiting for never calls
Have you ever have you ever heard of sleeping close to the door
When you shift position of being tired of nights on end the bed and covers and the cover pick up
Reach reaching to the other side of the bed to feel it’s empty once again
Beautiful nightmare or counting the clock
Words that sting resight better yet entangled in your stomach like milk that has been frozen
And refroze bitter sweet my good friend
Should one text or leave it along
Back in the day meaning the parents was a deal breaking now a days flip of a coin I don’t
Want to reinstate a position and be crucifix but who takes a photo with some one
That is a necessity like baseline floor seat at coliseum at basketball game
Tell me how one gallops the popcorn I robot any one?
If the earth was to shatter wind beneath the gulf rest a sure undoubted would love be torn
Harmons of the most uplift or be shackled by the when
All I can say is dj bring back what happen to my digital watch
Borgobaby! ! !