My Old Bed Poem by lochlan packer
My Old Bed
oh your sweet and soft.
bland and tasteless you may seem.
comfier and more spacious then a loft.
when we embrace my mind has a gleam.
too soon do we have to part.
but when we are one time seems unreal
one day i hope we shall not be torn apart.
but you are sturdy like a keel.
Sunday, February 10, 2013
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