Bed Invader

This summer’s bills have since made us

share one room instead

And every morning, like before,

you’d climb onto our bed

You crawl and navigate the sheets

to quickly find your way

Between two adults, deprived of sleep,

who need to start their day

Without a sound, and just the noise

of our creaky bed

You wrap your arms around my chest,

my heart beside your head

My plans to get a head start to

my day are now all gone

That email and report I should

have sent remain undone

But for the moment I enjoy

your tender warm embrace,

And write a poem to not forget

this mem’ry all my days

So when you’re old and shun my hugs

as you’re out with your friends

I’ll show this to your face and say,

“Make space for my embrace!”

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