Title: If I… Then it’s Over

If I open my eyes
Then I have to get up
So I shut them tight
And scrunch my face
Into the pillowy soft satin
That is your side

For if love is all I have
In this moment
If warmth is all I
Can cling these tired arms to
Then cling I shall
To a moment
I never want us
To forget

This poem was written in response to the following prompt on threads:

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Today’s poetry prompt:

Write me a poem that takes the form “If…. then…”

Follow for daily prompts “ –@malformed_poetry