Someone to spoon me

The image of you in bed holds me Your back turned to me curled Your being waiting to be spooned Like a warm scoop of ice cream Dripping with sentiment I rise I know today you will leave me This is the only real photo I cherish We all must get out of bed someday Loneliness says come to bed Picture the negative developing You pull me or is it me that sinks? You leave your depression The cavity beside me needs a body Something heavy like loneliness Something light like apparitions I need something to spoon Even if it’s me with a knife and fork You and me playing pretend Some never sleep alone Some that’s all they know Some wait for a bed to be shared I dread the depression you leave Loneliness comforts the bereft It says let’s be exclusive In the end we all go to bed alone The coldness of it all absorbing us To the lucky loved ones gather round To the lonesome God climbs into bed He spoons us all in the dead of night Loneliness move over