Bed In the Morning
That's the fifth Yawn;
My mind like a new born;
I still continue my rolling
and turning;
Call it Laziness;
thats your own business;
I'm in my own little world;
I think of getting up;
But the spirit is giving up;
I think its a bed-magnetism;
Creating this unforseen
attraction;
To my body reaction;
Urghhh!;
Mum finally calls;
The disruption in mind
relaxation;
I wish it was just a dream;
But its as real as the Blue
stream;
I Sigh at my Thoughts;
Coz its all a strong fantasy;
Covering up my strong
addiction;
to the Diziness;
Caused by the Laziness;
Of the Morning Bed;
My bed in the morning;
Copyright © Onyedika Chineke | Year Posted 2013
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