The Blood & The Bones

This bed.

I lay here and I float here

through clouds and tears and atmospheres

blankets and sheets and heartbreak and defeat

roll around

don’t make a sound

I stretch my arms as far as they’ll go

you’re never there, you never were

days go by and I walk the walk

I smile the smiles, I talk the talk

I get by and I do fine

until the sun goes down for the moon to rise

then I climb up on my little perch

inside this empty bed I search

for your warmth, your heat, your scent

or where your body made a dent

like your impression upon my soul

the weight of you that made me whole

this bed, this ship, this vessel that sails

through clouds and stars and heartbreak’s jail

through dark and light, through lies and truth

this place I go to ache and dream of you.

This bed.

LL