I miss you most in the early morning

February 26, 2010
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I miss you most in the early morning,
When the sun graces my cold empty bed.
Without a prayer of tidings and warning,
I sit alone to break my daily bread.

I miss you most in the hot afternoon
When I drink my tea your way, strong and black;
I used to drain the tea leaves "much too soon",
Though I prefer sweet, I cannot go back.

I miss you most in the sensuous night
When I have been, will be, alone all day.
No lips bid me morrow, nor arms hold tight,
And through this love, I am your dying prey.

In sleep you are kind; cruel, in waking:
Return my heart, never meant for taking.

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Supernova;) said...
Mar. 8, 2010 at 10:26 pm
your sonnet really spoke to me I like how much emotion you put into it. keep up the good work:)
ellie315 This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Mar. 4, 2010 at 10:53 pm
wow. this is crazy good. if this doesnt end up in the magazine ill cry. ur rly good - keep writing! im not even kidding i hav no critiques this was amazing. the way u write about the morning, afternoon, and night is powerful. just by reading it i understand u, i understand this guy, i understand ur struggles, etc. its really beautiful.
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