Unmade Bed

I wait to turn into shadow
A wish be materialised
Of climbing the walls clandestinely
And spying through glass window
At me lying half on unmade bed
To see who clutches my cold shoulder
Stuffing a crumpled cotton handkerchief
Having me to gag
Causing a voiceless scream
For I know
It’s not a sluttish nightmare
A witchy wagon often gargles
Deep through my vocal cords
Let me disappoint you
Hey cat!
I will fondle you not
No more will I share my Hide n Seek
For I wait to turn into shadow
©jeyforyou

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