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Empty Bed

This empty bed is cold

Because you aren’t next to me

The heat between our bodies

Kept my heart intact

As we were wrapped in

An old-fashioned quilt made for us

I knew you hated my freezing feet beneath yr legs

But we held each other laughing

As we made love on a winter’s night

Now, the bed is barren

Alone, I cry myself to sleep

Wondering if you are lonesome also?

Or are you with someone with less cold feet?

I wish you were here

As the snow tumbles daown

Published inLoveSorrow

One Comment

  1. The coldness of feet is quite a sign on many levels, even when it shouldn’t be.

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