Our Abode

 
Large wooden door stared at me,

The brown floor, the yellow walls, I wanted to flee.
 

Giggles, whispers and the moans,

Reminded of the time alone.
 

Entered the room I heard them louder,

Saw the mirror where we stood together.
 

All was cleaned and kept in place,

But the one thing I couldn’t face.
 

It was our bed still undone,

The creases reminded of carnal fun!
 

At times subtle or passionate,

It was love incarnate.
 

A glance at the pillow made me smile,

Tell myself it was worthwhile.
 

The bed then screamed your absence,

Locking the room, I left in your remembrance.
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