Lonely Hours

The lonely hours fall when
You tell me to sleep
And pull yourself free of my arms.
When a distance of six inches
Feels more than a thousand miles
And your soft breathing takes you away.

The lonely hours fall when
There are no more words for the
Waking world.
When dreams become your
Transient reality and you can
Lose yourself in one hundred other lovers.

The lonely hours fall when
I surrender you
To sleep.
When I stare into
Nothingness
And wonder if the body next to mine is really yours.

The lonely hours fall when
The clock reads too late to be early
And far too early to be late.
When I lay in the bed we share
And feel the loss of your heart
As it forsakes me for phantoms that give more than I ever can.

The lonely hours fall when
You tell me to sleep
And pull yourself from my arms.

Reviews

[Tony]

Falling into the loneliness. Seems kind of ironic when the person is right next to you.
I really liked the repetition and the poeticness of the phrase "The lonely hours fall"
Also, when you use the word "hours" it sounds like insomnia, and insomnia can really get those thoughts racing.

[MadamHatter]

Thank you very much!