twenty years we've spent together
i've held you close so many times.
you help me get to sleep at night.
i've made you dirty, cleaned you up
ripped you open and sewn you back up.
i've touched your eyes and lips to mine
oh how i love
my little Sleepy.
YOU ARE READING
Language of Mine
Poetrypoetry to kill my dreams some of it is boring can't remember which ones are my favorites
