By My Side

I am so cold The covers are never enough Can't sleep now Until you grace my side You're unshaven and beautiful Five hour old aftershave SInce graced a cheery crowd lingers Upon my sheets This person sleeps with me Holds me when emotional dependency Seeps through the alcohol Like a child crying for its Mother That's when you need yourself As a being and to be loved For all that's passed between his lips And perhaps those of another...