I Am Someone’s Woman-Lauren Singer
I Am Someone’s Woman
By Lauren Singer
i’m thinking about him in his bright blue underwear,
and his unmatched socks crawling over me into bed,
falling asleep with the movie on and saying
"don’t fidget" and me repeating
‘fidget, fidget, fidget’ until it’s not a word anymore
and he is snoring, and i’m just watching him next to me
in front of the window by my bed, and all the weather.
and we don’t talk a lot about serious things
but sometimes we hug for so long it hurts my chest
and i can’t tell if he really loves me,
my messy hair and my thunder thighs, my dirty mouth,
or if he just needs someone to love so bad
that he’ll take me waking next to him
over waking up alone.
Copyright C. 2008 Lauren Singer
April 12th, 2008 at 7:42 am
Good poem. Nice images.