Stay in Bed (With Me)
those easy Sunday mornings
my fingers raking through messy hair
caressing down soft skin
the TV idly on just to create some sound
drowning out the gentle sighs and purrs
these days they are
better spent on my own
writing something new and uplifting
reminding myself of the Goddess I am
or used to be
'I will make breakfast'
'I have to pick something up in the morning'
'You can stay in bed if you want'
how nice of you
to let me rest some more
pining for your hands all over me
don't go just yet, stay with me