my bed is my own
and i choose company when i desire it.
and when company is expected.
the day is exciting and energy is high.
clean sheets and an essential oil filled house
that smells - like me.
i am clean and smoothe all over,
ready to receive my lover.
we come together with a mutual eagerness -
of new love each and every time
and when i am alone again,
i sleep with my lovers' smell,
that envelops my body for days.
Author notes
i really dont know if the effort i put in to receive a lover , that feels new and exciting each and every time , would happen if someone shared my bed every night.
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- Coping with Being Alone by zappa.
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Lovely
Hi glispa .Lovely write very understandable .
Calls it for how it is .I agree you probably would not feel the same if your bed was occupied every night
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This is really good you know. It is simplistic, but in a very powerful way. Beautiful writing indeed. Keep it up.
All the best
Wayne Leon
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The joy of something new is hard to ignore. The reveling in the memory of the spell is very human too. This has a youthful glee about it that is a delight to read.
Love Tom B.
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There is a simplistic beauty in sharing the essence of someone else. It's the little secret things behind closed doors that nobody else has the right to experience -like the intimacy of one's lover . We try too hard and I am starting to see that this can be seen outwardly by others.
Why do I feel sad every time I read this poem? I'm confused and I have read it multiple times.
I love it but I hate that I love it because I feel that in some way you're in pain.
Beautiful poem all the same!
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