Tonight I sleep alone.
In my bed, at my home.
The air moves with my fan
as it spins above my bed
in a place that i call home.
My body lies on my bed
more silent then my fan
more cold then my bed
in this place that i call home.
Though alone I...
Annoth, Home, Male, Poem, Poetry, alone
#5 of christmas
it is that time of year again when we are expected to be especially nice to one annother .... because you never know who's watching!
so, in the spirit of giving i present to you another christmas tale.
Angel, Christmas, Clean, Coyote, Wolf, miracle