Just Stay
Poem submission for the "Short and Sweet" challenge
Do not go, my love. Not yet. Stay for me.
Give me some time, even a day will do.
To see you is to have joy and feel warm.
Oh, how my gaze does long for your kind face,
Your grin and the red lips that I beg for.
Your skin is a rose, soft and pink from sun.
Your hair in the wind, my face in your hair,
I feel like I can sing, now wash over me.
With you I am cozy, I feel so safe,
For you pick me up when I’m low and down.
With you by my side I feel I am home.
Just sit with me for now. An hour. Or two?
So stay. Just stay. I will wait by your bed.
I will hold your hand; just do not give in,
Not to this dark. This can’t just be the end.
Stay. Push on. Do not let this sick hold sway.
How can I do this if I’m not with you?
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Comments (1)
This is really sweet. My favorite line was “Your skin is a rose, soft and pink from sun.”