My Bed Loves You

My bed is finding me strange lately It is witness to my missing you innately It has seen and felt me thinking of you It has given me space to miss you It has generously denied me sleep to miss you. I see questions on the length of my bed It has never seen me this nocturnal It has never heard me sing in my dreams before It has never felt me miss anyone’s kiss It has never given me a chance to dream of bliss I have had to find time and let my bed know That every moment that I’m with you You magically transform hours into seconds I yearn for such powers to hold time at ransom And spent more time melting in your ecstasy My bed can’t get enough of what I feel It is jealous of your tantalizing kisses It is intrigued by the fire you spark in me It is awed by how you fly my soul with ease It has never seen me this elated before My bed shares of the million smiles I throw in a night It has asked my pillow to take count of my grins in vain My sheets lost count of the turns and turns you put me through The covers are jealous of the warmth that they can’t give My bed loves what you have put its master through http://mymomentsofink.wordpress.com/