My Place

by Megan Aries - Not entered

I slept through the day
feeling guilty for seeing 
the sun. That is not my
place. Fell into midnight
and rose at dawn, dragged
through the dark by your
gentle smile and careful
demon. So this is my 
place? Gazing into a tower
of glass, dark tint
hiding your face away.
I turn away, into you.
So cold.
But I will take the warmth
in me, and whisper it into
your stale blood.

Birth sign: Not entered
Date created: 1998-12-08 23:23:29
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:40:45
Poem ID: 51266

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