Your bed

Your sheets

Your bed 

Your pillows

Your smell

Unless

I am there.

Then you

Give me 

Your sheets

Your bed

Your pillow

You whisper

In my ear

Things

You will never

Say to my 

Face.

This

Is why I like

Your bed.

It holds 

Your secrets

Our secrets.

It gives 

Me the truth

In moments.

In your sleepy

Moments

I lay awake

Just to catch 

A glimpse of 

This truth.

On this 

Night.  

You hold 

Me close 

And 

Whisper

In my ear,

I only want

You 

In my bed 

Next to me.

I drift off to sleep 

Knowing you 

Will never 

Say this 

To me.

Thank God

For 

Your sheets

Your pillow 

Your bed,

Or I 

Would 

Never 

Know these 

Things.