What am I doing here? Lying in bed with a complete stranger? I mean it's not like it's real life, it would be very funny and awkward if we shared the same bed as each other. Night after night doing the same thing over and over again. We would get bored of each other and that would be the end of the relationship. I prefer to be like this in my mind than having to be stuck in a reality where I have no control of my limbs and have no control of my muscles.
Why do I have to do this with you every night? I can't get you out of my head and out of my heart. I want to wake up. But seeing you sleep next to me I can't wake myself. I just lie here with you beside me. Your hands are on my waist. Your breath is on the back of my neck. How can I resist you now?
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Love and other feelings: a poetry anthology
PoetryLove poetry from a disabled woman's perspective. WARNING: a bit raunchy! You've been warned :P
