|With your love:
Author: meguin PM
Eeew. Love poems are gross. Mmm. I love cliches.Rated: Fiction K - English - Words: 128 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 11-25-07 - Status: Complete - id: 2443137
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With your love:
I am alone in my bed in a cold, dark room.
Then it is day. Then I go to work.
Then I go home to be alone in a cold, dark room.
This could have gone on for years, but there,
in the distance, was some spark that could be warm, and we reached.
I am with you in our bed in a cold, dark room.
But the cold matters not, because you hold me with fiery arms.
But the darkness matters not, because you bring light to my eyes.
And when day breaks, I celebrate more precious time with you.
And when I work, I anticipate another night with you.
This could go on for years--
A fire burning endlessly between us.