Our Bed

The centre of my universe A place, together we laid We’d talk, we’d share, just be We cried, we hoped, we prayed The world outside was turning Yet I never really knew Births and deaths occurring My focus stayed on you In that bed I dreamt In that bed lay me Vulnerable and insecure Needing to feel free Free to examine life Free to feel alone Free to make my own mistakes Free to come and go I let go of your guiding hand Jumped into life’s deep sea Never understanding why I felt this need in me I still don’t have the answers And I still don’t understand But I miss your love, your kindness And how I miss that hand