Tangled Bed Sheets, by Mr.Poet Subscribe to rss feed for Mr.Poet

Here we lay in each other arms and two souls are about to
merge as one but who can stop this love. Love itself is what
will stop it.

Love is what brings two together to make this important
decision of love. But my love is what keeps me from taking
something so precious from you. 

Drunk and High doesn't make that night special at all so why
would i want to use that as an excuse. You whisper into me
ear  that you love me. But is that you talking or the Vodka
that we just downed. I whisper back babe you can't love me I
am not good enough for you. You kiss saying you want me. I
have sorrow drifting into my heart. Because you probably
have said this to another guy before. I wouldn't want
anything more then just to keep holding you tight and not
let go.

Tangled bed sheets is all this is. Thing are complicated and
make no sense. But one has to be the sober thinker. 

The day breaks through I sit there and watch you with love
in my eyes as the sun warms you face and makes me think even
more my decision was for the best. And there will be no
regret. I smile and slightly touch your face and you begin
to wake. Asking what is it? and I just say it's you....It's
you and i lay back down pull you in close me and could
careless what the  world could think. 

Make the night special is what i can say...... Because there
will always be tangled bed sheets to get in the way of what
true love is.
Posted: 2007-09-09 02:15:50 UTC

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2007-10-05 22:26:06bex103
this is really good! i see your point clearly and know first hand thAt many things can get in the way of true love