i moved my bed last night
after ten years of it
in the same corner of my room
i moved it next to the window
and slept with it open
the curtain just pulled enough
to cover my face from outside
but the rest left open wide
so i could hear the trees
throughout the night
and with the new sheets on it, too
my kitten loves the sheets
purrs and curls
into them with contentment
leaving the bed this morning
was an act of separation
of two things that go together
poem and pen
kindness and friend
me and my bed
later
after work
i am expecting you home
ready to try out my new bed
we’re watching movies
making hot drinks
to hold in our hands
i like hot drinks in my hands
because the warmth from the cup
almost feels like
the warmth of a chest
or the dip between
a shoulder and neck
it’s my turn, today
to pick the movie
and i’m so ready to choose
but truthfully, i’d do anything with you
and when the sky gets dark
i will pull the curtain
just enough to cover us both
from prying eyes
a new bed-space
has completely changed
my state of mind
and you
are all
i have left
to find.
12:54pm - 20/10/25.
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	Chloe S (Pseudonym) ( Offline) Offline)
- Published: October 27th, 2025 19:37
- Category: Love
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Comments1
A poem of a bed describing it as comfortable and private but still in nature. Nice
thank you!
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