November 13, 2017 she’d been in michigan Leave a comment she’s in bed with me now it’s fine you’re not interrupting she’s asleep and i’m smiling in the dark and her queen sized bed with her taste still on my lips. Share this:TwitterFacebookEmailGooglePinterestLike this:Like Loading... Related Posted by abirdonawire. Tagged: friendship, joy, Love, poem, poetry, prose, sex