Stay

Gentle fingers run through my messy hair

Sleepy eyes look into mine

They say a sweet good morning

And promise many more

They whisper they’ll be here

When strands of gray run through my chestnut hair

Wet lips brush my cheeks and linger on my lips

They sigh in soft contentment, just happy to be there

Lying in love amidst messy sheets

On a bed that is our castle

The world can’t cross the moat

So don’t leave sleepy eyes

Stay with me my sleepy man

There’s nothing more important

So stay

My sleepy man with sleepy eyes

Stay

Reviews

[charlottejacobs]

Amazing use of imagery, this poem is fluid and flows perfectly. The final line "Stay" is gripping and gives a great foundation to the end of the poem, it has a very powerful impact.