My absent companion

My absent comrade

 

A fickle and inconstant friend,

of whom I rarely see enough.

It’s within you my dreams reside

but without you, I feel rough.

 

You’re absent when I need you most,

then sneak up on me, unexpected.

Can’t you see, you’re broken and disjointed

when I need you to be connected?

 

But if we weren’t to meet again

I doubt that I could I cope.

I fear it might drive me quite insane

It’s clear I’d lose all hope.

 

I doubt that I could heal myself

without your goodnight kiss.

Even the smallest dose of you

is something I might miss.

 

Since I’ve not fallen, I’ve learnt to accept

you’re often shallow when I need you deep,

because I crave your company

my absent comrade, sleep.

 

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Do.RoThy

Thu 13th Feb 2020 10:11

Beautifully blended!!

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Mika

Thu 13th Feb 2020 06:24

I really enjoyed this one, Mark.

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