You are the last thing I see at night and
the first thing I see in the morning.

Curtains, you beautifully grey bastards,
I love you. You stop the outside coming in.

You absorb the rays
to protect my sensitive skin,
you blend the days into the next days.

You let me do that naked dance
and open up when you’re ready to.

© Carl Burkitt 2020

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