Bed of Roses

By Lisa "Tressie" Stevens
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

The morning arrives with sun pouring through the windows,
opening my eyes to the fresh new awakening of a brand new day.
This should be a happy day, a day full of joy and laughter
a day with pleasant surprises and sweet smiles through.
Yet... something is missing and it stirs me up inside
I cannot live fully without having felt this unannounced presence
This feeling of being loved, or needing just that
This feeling of longing to be touched with passion and want and need
This lonely feeling of waking up next to no one
Cannot ever leave me totally secure in myself
I need
I want
I hope
I wish for someday my knight in shining armor
and
the bed of red roses
for us to lay
our Hopes
our Dreams
our Love.