Night

It's a queen.

After I pull off my jeans

I fall in sideways.

The dog beside me lays

Stretched out on the carpet.

No one will come in and softly sit,

Then in the darkness smile and see,

And wonder if she should wake me.

So, here sideways I stay

With no silky clad skin beside me lay.

And no one to make me keep

My head on top while I sleep.

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