Wishes in the Sheets

Fill up the sheets The warmth of our skin when it meets Circle the sun We are reminded each month Fill up the sheets With words and songs But we feel incomplete Our Day in the Sun Something went wrong The bleeding begun We played our songs But they must not be the right ones The mums are in bloom There is an emptiness in this womb We fill up the sheets The warmth of our skin when it meets Wishes in the Sheets Wishes in the Sheets Wishes in the Sheets Wishes in the Sheets