Come back to bed

Come back to bed, my love,

where every breath still remembers you,

where the blankets curve around your absence

and the pillow holds your scent.

The sheets stretch wide as oceans,

and I feel already so far from your land,

far from your memory.

The city hums outside,

but here, time stops.

The sun can wait,

and so can everything else.

Your side of the bed is empty,

and I reach across the space

for a warmth that isn’t there.

Come back before the quiet becomes too loud,

before the morning steals you away from me.

I want the brush of your hand,

the curve of your shoulder

against mine,

the familiar rhythm

of us

that makes the world feel small,

safe, ours.

Come back to bed, my love.

Let the light wait.

Let the sheets remember you.

Let me hold you

as if the world outside this door does not exist,

only this room,

only this moment,

only us.

Come back to bed,

where everything that’s real,

everything that’s waiting for you,

is here,

under the covers.

Reviews

[Jansy]

Roma, this is heartbreak wrapped in silk, that space between leaving and wanting to stay.

It’s an invitation disguised as art. The way you make the sheets and silence ache for someone… it’s almost unfair.

It’s the kind of poem that makes a man hesitate with one boot on, wondering if the world can really wait another hour. You turned longing into gravity....soft, irresistible, and real.
It's seductive and beautiful.
James☆

[RomaJ]

Oh James, your practically my son's age. I appreciate your thoughts. Remember, Don't let words from others hurt you. You are a writer, young poet, you have your own words to share, weild it and keep writing .

[RomaJ]

*you're. Sorry that typo is driving me crazy. Too bad comments can't be edited for spelling errors

[Carrie]

So lonely, so early in the morning. Where is your lover going? Is he a marine going to war? Is he a long haul truck driver or a musician going on tour? It seems as if the world can't wait. That the man will be gone for a long time.

[RomaJ]

He was actually on vacation. So he really didn't need to go anywhere and we literally just stayed in bed haha. Thank you for reading.

[Carrie]

Hope you enjoyed the vacation.

[Arundass TP]

Beautiful poem. Enjoyed reading

[RomaJ]

Thank you. I appreciate you taking the time to read and for your thoughts

[petec3638]

Oh that plead would be so hard to resist it
But he will have the need to go to work
Question? Will he answer her plead and call in sick.

You make the choice, for him

[RomaJ]

Well, I have been married for 25 years. So, yes. He will stay. Infact, he actually, finally took his vacation leave that he has been saving. Just to spend more time with me. Thank you

[petec3638]

25 years. I had just taken a job teaching my trade in a technical college. 2 late nights & 2 late starts (early to bed late to rise)
PLUS longer holidays (8 weeks in summer)
I retired in 2000 and move to a seaside town.
lots of time together

[Vol]

Roma,
What should I say? What can anyone say? I just pause and admire your genius! I think it is the best love poem I've ever read... To talk about it would be like talking describing Michaelangelo's, "Pieta." I could never do it justice with words... especially while melted in chair!
Vol

[RomaJ]

I appreciate your words, Vol. This was one of the easiest poems for me to write because this is something I always do every morning for 25 years haha.

[Vol]

Roma,
You know, for the first few years after I retired, I continued to get up at 5AM. These days, there is no invitation needed... well, except there's no one to ask me...
Vol

[RomaJ]

My husband actually just took his vacation, when I wrote this. So we had plenty of excuses to just stay in bed. I can't imagine our life, when we are both retired. Although, I have been married 25 years, we still have a long ways to go. I don't know what we will do with ourselves lol. I guess, we'll just stay in bed haha. I'm pretty sure, if I was single, I would definitely just stay in bed still. Your thoughts is always appreciated

[Vol]

Roma,
I'll tell you. Once you get over the initial shock your time belonging only to you... a month or two, you will find out what it means to be REALLY busy! And that takes a year, more or less. You will get so much done and begin to realize you have n o idea how you got ANYTHING done when you were working... When did I have time to mow the grass, fix the car, paint a room, clean a carpet... After about four years, when all has been caught up, and you've made a few trips, you might wonder if it would be fun to get a little job as a means of getting out and establishing a routine, meet people see what it is like to work when you don't have to (I did Home Depot for 2016) Now, I think I'm right where I belong, at least for the time being, virtually alone, thirty-five miles from any place I can spend money. The other thing is, after 45, something happens on the slide through time... it tilts up behind you and away you go... 2016 was yesterday, and I am now 76 years old, living inside my own head... feeding my 8 chickens, two dogs and Phaedra the cat. Lisa, my housemate, is more leaves at 7:30AM and gets home a little after 8:00PM. Anyway, you are a magnificent poet, who deserves recognition... As though the Philistines care enough about poetry to actually read it... The last time that happened was probably mid-way through WWII. Anyway, it is nice to know another who gets it...
Vol

[RomaJ]

Vol, your advice and wisdom are deeply appreciated. My husband talks about retiring in his homeland, a place that's foreign to me. As long as we have been together I somehow never learned his language haha but he learned mine and crossed oceans to be with me. I'd like to think we will fulfill his dream and return to his motherland, but the truth is I try not to imagine too far ahead. My mom passed at fifty four and sometimes I feel like I am carrying her shadow. It makes the future feel blurry, so I stay here in the present, writing about love and romance because I am living it, I'm grateful for it.

I think of my younger sister too. She met her ex-husband at 15, married that dastardly, when she far too young. She just came through a messy four year divorce. Now she is thriving, running her own business, living as a single woman with an empty nest, and somehow looking younger than ever. She wears her freedom beautifully. There are moments I imagine the two of us together again. I have not seen her since she ran off with that awful, foolish boy, sigh. I am proud of her for choosing herself.

Once I get a chance to call her tomorrow. I will let her know, to raise some chickens, to keep her company. I know she would love that. For now I am simply trying to enjoy the present, whatever years I have. Thank you, Vol, for sharing your wisdom and experiences with me. I shall reflect on it. God bless you, my friend.
Roma

[Chris Shaw]

Dear Roma, this is a truly beautiful love poem. That bed feels so lonely in the absence of the beloved. The bed is a haven of all that is loving, all that is safe and secure. I imagine the beloved rising early to leave for work. Truly romantic in its longing. You convey emotion so touchingly and poetically.

Chris

[RomaJ]

It was one of the easiest poems to write. I read it to my husband and he still blushes. I'm glad I can still make my man blush after 25 years. Thank you, Chris

[Thomas W Case]

You bring this beautiful scene to life...so tender and real.

[RomaJ]

Thomas, I always appreciate your kind words. Thank you

[Soren]

This is a poem of want, need, and priorities. Does one leave one's lover so that they can provide for them? Is the immediate more important that the future, the physical and emotional of now more important that the physical need for food and shelter in the future? Romance is always based upon the present and its actions while logic is not. The stereotypical female vs male emotion vs logic. A very thought provoking poem set in such sensual romance a great pairing of apparent opposites

[RomaJ]

I always appreciate your thoughts, Soren. This is something I always do with my husband and after all the years, we've been together. He still indulges me, he actually took his vacation and stayed in bed. I didn't mean to stereotype this poem, I'm hoping even those in same-sex unions will relate to it. It is something, I think most lovers do

[Soren]

You are most welcome

[Neville]

How extraordinarily amazing is that eh' .. they don't come much better .. a proper love poem if ever there was .. Neville 🌻👍

[RomaJ]

Thank you Neville. I truly appreciate your thoughts. I was hoping I wasn’t the only one that does this... to call my love, to come back to bed. It's just cosier with your person and the love of your life.

[ShadesofV]

That's so true! 😂 If love could cover the rent, we'd all be living in a permanent, cozy state of "time stops." Maybe that's the real luxury of life!
​I love the contrast you created there..it's what makes the yearning so powerful and relatable. Thank you again for sharing your beautiful poetry! It really resonated. 😊
Vanessa xxx

[RomaJ]

I wholeheartedly agree with you. Thank you, V