More Than Words

You fell asleep,
and I could feel the poem forming in my brain,
the words trying to find their place,
but I didn’t grab my notebook,
I didn’t want to wake you,
so I tried to stay awake,
because I was afraid I would forget the words,
but around 3am,
I fell asleep,
and in the morning,
when we woke,
the words were gone,
until you kissed me,
and said “I love you”,
then the words came back,
all of them,
including,
“I love you too”.

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About Blinded by Bukowski

30-something female with a pen and a piano. Reading between the lines, sometimes skipping a few.
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4 Responses to More Than Words

  1. Love this one- esp last part

    Sincerely, Gregg Author of The Gifted Storyteller TheGiftedStoryteller.com

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  2. Linda Scholz says:

    I forgot the date you will be published. I hope it’s soon. Love wakes up our feelings and gives us the confidence to share them.

    On Tue, Jan 3, 2017 at 7:25 PM, Blinded by Bukowski wrote:

    > Blinded by Bukowski posted: “You fell asleep, and I could feel the poem > forming in my brain, the words trying to find their place, but I didn’t > grab my notebook, I didn’t want to wake you, so I tried to stay awake, > because I was afraid I would forget the words, but around 3am, I fell” >

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