Poetry by Jeff Green


Goodnight Gentle Lover

by cricketjeff on May 7, 2011.  © Jeff Green, All rights reserved

It’s raining outside
But I’m tucked up in bed
Getting ready to hide
From the thoughts in my head
My eyelids will close
And I’ll hear myself snore
Then lost in a doze
I’m not there anymore
Your arms will enfold me
Your lips will brush mine
Or maybe you’ll scold me
For drinking your wine
Goodnight gentle lover
Wake up in a dream
Slip under my cover
And I’ll make you scream!