A Poem by Salem Fitzgerald



I like a boy who sleeps a lot,

the start of any indie plot.

Body, comfort and kisses kind,

infrequent whispers"he speaks his mind.

Genuine but often troubled,

he hides from me his daily struggles.

We entwine as daytime dims,

and I wait, hope, I’ll get my in.

To document his thoughts, his dreams,

his gated world, would be supreme.

Not tonight, no, I forgot,

I like a boy who sleeps a lot.

© 2013 Salem Fitzgerald

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I can picture you sitting there watching him sleep, full of things you want to explore with him. No feedback is maddening. Stay with me, I want to be alone...If you can get total strangers to identify and be in your head with you like this, you are accomplishing a great thing. It is empowering.

Posted 4 Years Ago

To document his thoughts, his dreams,
his gated world, would be supreme.

There is something so passionate about these lines in particular. You write really well :)

Posted 5 Years Ago

I always like your poem, as you tell a story in them. This again was interesting and I truly enjoyed the read!

Posted 5 Years Ago

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Added on November 14, 2013
Last Updated on November 14, 2013
Tags: poetry, prose, free verse, free write, professional, writing, love, happiness, stillness, quiet, purity, sleep


Salem Fitzgerald
Salem Fitzgerald

Minnesota, WI

I walk through life imagining events that have yet to happen. I yearn for adventure and passion. I'm let down so often by everyone I meet so I spend a lot of time alone. I'm a writer, a philosopher, a.. more..