I sleep alone
it's great
Room for you stuff on the dressing table.
keys, the torch, all the books
and papers that still
have to be read
She complains
No cuddling she says
No hot sticky bodies
shoving you out of bed
say I
No blanket wars
No sleeping to another's rules
Can wake at 2. Or 3. Or 4.
Read for an hour.
Without an earful of complaints
And if you want a bit,
of you know what.
You can always
make an appointment.
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