“I want to spend time with you but you only give me nights!” he said.
“Are your days so filled that you cannot make me space or time outside your bed?”
A wistful smile and answer she gave as inside she gently bled,
“The daytime offers me sunshine, and I’ll be a long time dead
So while the night is black, under stars with your body I will wed.
During days I can travel through my life with the sun my guiding light;
Everything I see, do and feel is clear, clean, whole and bright;
But whatever I encounter, when I have to sleep at night
What better than to be in your arms, while you hold me tight?
For as night closes in we can sleep in peace and it feels completely right.”
He cried out “Do you only want me for my body then and for what I give to you?”
Her tears fell softly but she could not answer for the question made her blue.
Over passing months their situation had been reversed and he really had no clue
That the questions he posed now were hers before – No this was nothing new
As she recalled when she’d needed him he’d had “better” things to do.
Loopy Dec 2014