Ode to My Bed
At five, I hated everything about you.
You were the threat,
the dreaded thing that appeared each night.
But now, I look forward to you.
The warmth you provide,
the feeling of relief when we meet each night
causes a satisfaction that I get from no other.
You allow me to dream,
to forget everything and just be with you.
I am never uncertain when we are together
because you know your role.
Glued to you when the alarm clock
destroys our relationship,
I find the strength to leave
but return that night
because I can’t live without you.
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