Day 241 - The Dark

So much happens in the dark,
Sometimes it's silence,
Sometimes there is a spark.
There are times alone you cry,
So many unknown noises,
Afraid to open your eyes.
Some days you will toss and turn,
Wishing you can just fall asleep,
And all those useless thoughts just burn.
It's great when there is someone to hold,
A warm body pressed tightly on yours,
A mattress perfectly shaped to your mold.
Some people talk in their sleep,
Saying things they don't even mean,
Lovers wondering if they're out being creeps.
For me, I always see my angel lying there,
Dreaming her love stories,
Where her Prince Charming appears.