herself has fled scotland's green shores and...
i find myself in dire need of some positive thinking ...
when you sleep alone
consider the joys
of a double bed
when you sleep alone
and remain unwed
free to stretch
to wriggle and squirm
to twitch and thrash
to toss and turn
pile on the covers
or toss them aside
when you sleep alone
there is no one to chide
talk in your sleep
snuffle or sneeze
your bed is your own
to do as you please
if you happen to snore
you may never know
because there is no one
to tell you so
when you wake up
in the dead of night
no one will moan
when you turn on the light
if you eat in bed
if you watch tv
there are no complaints
there is no one to see
so never object
complain or groan
enjoy your bed
when you sleep alone
All materials Copyright © 2004-2007 by Eryll Oellermann
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in the weaving ins and outs of sleep since coming back to the west- i have -I THINK- enjoyed some of this-but this morning i woke with the cloaked memory of you near me-sleeping alone lacks............
Lovely place you have here, sandwriter.
The poem you graced Starr Ann's place with was well appreciated by all, I assure you.
Too late now, woman, you're part of my posse. We ride hard and play hard. You up for that?
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