Come home, darling
Slip out of those soiled, wrinkled clothes
Leave your hardships on the floor next to the hamper
Step into the shower with me
I'll massage your head, suds forming a crown atop your head
Take a break, my little prince
Shrug on my sweatshirt
My cologne still emanating off of it. Relax now, my sleepy love
Come slide in next to me under the bamboo sheets and fuzzy blankets
Get cozy, my little pumpkin
Rest your head on my chest, my heartbeat strong and steady under your ear
Let it lul you to sleep, my little bug
And let bubby take it all away
YOU ARE READING
My Head's Above Water
PoetryLosing the one you thought you'd have forever will really put things into perspective. Life and death, love and hate, the old and the new. Lay back and relax, we're getting over a heartbreak one miserable poem after the other.
