I do it for you

When I go to bed,

I do it for you.

I apologise that it’s later than it should be,

I take my medicine

And brush my teeth

And water the plants

All for you.


When I put clean sheets on the bed

I’m thinking of you

And on the rare occasion I have company here,

I make love

Because you wanted me to love.

I sail my boat, and ride my bike,

I walk the hills,

And sleep beneath the stars

All because I think

I might please you.


But what is it you really want of me

My lovely?

My dear sweet wife,

My life, my joy

And my torment?

You never did say,

———————

Except that you wanted me

To love,

And be happy.

And all the rest

Is my reading between those scant few lines.


And no one’s opinion counts for toffee

Because no one mattered but you

And me,

That shared this bed,

This life,

This torment,

And this joy.


And now it’s all mine,

And all the world can spin,

And I’ll just go to bed,

And do it

For you.

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3 thoughts on “I do it for you

  1. I feel ill equipped to even comment. I feel like a voyeur into a bittersweet pathos, witnessing a profound and sweeping love.

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  2. Haha. Maybe neither of us are any of those things! I’m not ill-equipped, and you’re definitely not oversharing, ’cause I’m not sure if one CAN overshare a beautiful poem. It’s just sharing, right?

    So…thank you for sharing. 🙂

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