restless

restless

A Poem by LiberatedByInk

it's so cold in this bed alone
restless
waiting
    staring at my phone
I crave your breath in my hair
your hand
    the small of my back
I want to feel you close to me
all of your weight
    pressed into my thighs
as my eyes meet yours
you stare back at me
    with endless emptiness 

© 2017 LiberatedByInk


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Added on July 17, 2017
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LiberatedByInk
LiberatedByInk

Akron, OH



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