In the cold darkness I long for your touch.
Just you, warm, I yearn to clutch.
To have you hold me close in the night,
Wake up, you're still there, even though it's light.
But this bed is empty, except for my small space.
There room for you, in the dark cold place.
Though your not here, I wish that you are.
To keep me warm, from near, not afar.
©Odd
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Just a some what "odd" girl, living in what feels like a glass box. Hello Opuss, the savour of my sanity. my little private world amongst a life of being watched and watching.
She feels a sad emptiness between them... an almost tangible nothingness that leaves her with an ache in her chest.
Security of blanket is what I seek Somewhere to hide when feeling meek Pull corners closer, expect no sleep, less rest Pretend you're here, my head upon your breast Scent imbedded upon pillow...
I sit here... into space I stare thinking I am here you are there Unable to run my fingers through your hair or trace my finger tips across your cheek , the night is dark, quiet and bleak.
Dim the lights,. Kiss me goodnight,. Hug my waist,. Don't leave like mist,. Tell me you love me,. Can't you see,. I'm all alone,. The only one home,. Don't leave yet,. Stay when the sun sets,.
I twist and I turn, Unable to sleep, Despite closed eyes, And counting sheep. Something's amiss, And not quite right, A feeling of loss, Just out of sight.
If you shall unfold your lids at the Break of dawn, awakened by my stillness; And when the coldness of early morn Seem to reach the core of your Searching and solitary soul, Finding not even a...
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