- Non-Erotic Poetry
- I Pretend
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Click hereLying alone in the king sized bed
I stare where the curtains billow
Watching the moon light up the dark sky,
My hand across your pillow.
I smell the musky male scent
You always leave on the sheets,
And still feel the tingling sensations
I can't wait for you to repeat.
I want so much to find the dreams
Where you're here beside me and warm
And I'm never alone or frightened
Of the lightening or the storm.
But one week a month I lie here
And stare with a sleepless lament
For the five days you work nights
And I pretend to remain content.
- COMMENTS
I can't relate, having be married forever to a man who's home ever night, but I loved the imagery.
I smell the musky male scent
You always leave on the sheets,
And still feel the tingling sensations
I can't wait for you to repeat.
My only query is the sheets/repeat rhyme in this stanza. It snapped me out of the dreamy mood the of poem and into awareness of the rhyme. I am not sure what word would work better (maybe replicate). This is a minor quiblle though. I love this poem.