This poem is about a man who has feelings for his friend who often falls asleep on his lap. While the friend claims to love someone else, a woman, the narrator disagrees and the two argue. Eventually the friend grows tired and falls asleep on the narrator's lap. Though the friend loves another, the narrator takes comfort in the intimacy of the moment, harboring a secret wish and hope that when the friend wakes, he will realize his true feelings are for the narrator instead.
This poem is about a man who has feelings for his friend who often falls asleep on his lap. While the friend claims to love someone else, a woman, the narrator disagrees and the two argue. Eventually the friend grows tired and falls asleep on the narrator's lap. Though the friend loves another, the narrator takes comfort in the intimacy of the moment, harboring a secret wish and hope that when the friend wakes, he will realize his true feelings are for the narrator instead.
This poem is about a man who has feelings for his friend who often falls asleep on his lap. While the friend claims to love someone else, a woman, the narrator disagrees and the two argue. Eventually the friend grows tired and falls asleep on the narrator's lap. Though the friend loves another, the narrator takes comfort in the intimacy of the moment, harboring a secret wish and hope that when the friend wakes, he will realize his true feelings are for the narrator instead.
My friend who sleeps on my lap loves someone else. He says he is a man and a man needs a woman and I disagree. We argue until he grows tired of talking and sleeps on my lap
On this chilly night.
And I sigh, knowing he loves someone else but still sleeps gently on my lap, innocent, not knowing that I am here slaughtering one wicked wish that when he wakes up I shall be his dream.