My insecurities
Lay with me last night
Kept me too warm
Held me too tight
Talked to me all through
The long, long night
As I lay there
As ‘we’ lay there
And all was not right;
Eye to eye –
And I could only dream of sleep.
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By the Book (sic)
Bardly Writ
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Loved it 🙂
Thank you – largely due to a sleep-deprived night, with a few extras for colour. Have a great day, Pranav. G:)