Sleep, My Love

Sleep Skiing.

 Sleep, My Love

I once loved you
I still do
I imagine us entwined
Beneath the covers
Remember those times
Together, when you
Stayed until noon
When you held me
In your dark arms
Shared with me
Your endless dreams

Now you are fleeting
Only short glimpses
Of late, never enough
To leave me satisfied
My head confused
A mix of emotions
You disappear with the
Sun, earlier each morning

I want to cry for you
Would pray,
Would pay, for just
One night, again
Where you slid
Beneath the covers
And stayed
Until I said
Good morning
And meant it.


[Day 13 of Poetry insanity. One month of a poem a day for National Poetry Day.]