A Fickle Love
That first night spent in bed togetherYou made me feel so warm
I wrapped myself around you
As though to keep you from all harm
But then in less then just one week
You said you need a change
You threw me from the bedroom
Like some wild thing gone deranged
I spent the day outside alone
But I knew, soon we would meet
And that we'd spend the night together
Because I'm your favourite sheet.
Poetry by penfold18
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Written on 2006-01-10 at 14:52
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