This Bed
Laying in this bed I feel safer with you.
Alotta lil things happened today and I can’t wait to share it with you.
We’ll watch shows and never speak or text on our phones.
But it feels better just knowing you’re home.
This bed is still a bed regardless of who lays in it.
But it has become a safe-haven because you stay in it.
The moments we share when our bodies are united are intense and fun.
But this bed is where I want you to stay even when we are done.
I write this poem as you snore loudly on my chest.
I am not comfortable. But I want you to rest.
Laying in this bed is better with you.
Even when you’re sleep, you’re beautiful.
