Latest quotes | Random quotes | Vote! | Latest comments | Add quote

A Night Without Love....

when we are too

we take the bed
and lose ourselves in the labyrinths of sleep

it is another night
without love

as a matter of consequence
the morning turns into a chicken's
intestinal crookedness

you are still asleep
perhaps dreaming about love

when i left for work
without tasting breakfast

poem by Report problemRelated quotes
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!


No comments until now.


Name (required)

E-mail address (hidden)


Recent searches | Top searches