BENEATH YOUR WHITE SHEETS

~BENEATH YOUR WHITE SHEETS~ 

I have taken much of my chances 

And missed more of my opportunities 

But today I have come to know 

What it means to be liberated 

And what it takes to be free- 

What it entails to be gone 

How it seems to be a living ghost 

Living in tomorrow’s mansion while in the 

Broad day light of one’s today. 

I have been refined by the yearnings of your soul 

Like a crude oil, and I’m now the finest petrol 

And I’m once more ready to burn to ashes, 

To make what is gone go forever. 

So in a child’s humility I beg of you 

To bury our past and cover it with its 

Grey hairs of our mistrusts, immaturities 

Insecurities, misunderstandings and all the likes  

That are thousands in precision. 

For I won’t again sit where I sat yesterday 

Neither will I sleep where I slept yesterday 

Or stand where I stood the day before yesterday. 

So let me once more-just let me for this once sleep beneath  

The white sheets of your skins tonight 

For I want to cover myself with this warm compassionate 

Sheets of your skins 

While you wrap those comfortable heavy 

Blankets of your heart around my reckless heart. 

The same heart that fought itself and tore 

To pieces you, from its presences  

So let me dive into the white sheets of you skin 

Till I'm completely drowned in your forgiveness, 

As I continue to swim in the oceans of my remorse 

Beneath the white sheets of your skin. 

---Fampah Coyish--- 

© By Fampah Coyish-Awoken By Poems 2014