goddess-sized bed

sprawled out –
have you forgotten
this isn’t your place
four of my six
pillows make your
halo of comfort
and I’m falling
off the side of
my own bed
I’m mad, man –
don’t need much
to set me on an it
been feeling your
encroachment
trying to ignore it
but this I can’t –
mine isn’t a bed
for a king, see
it’s goddess sized
and barely fits me –
my glory expands
so enjoy your sleep
beneath full moon
as tonight I creep
but on all the other
nights, don’t be
surprised by our rift
when my bed won’t
contort my will
to make you fit –

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