Sense Sonnet - Acher

 White Satin P.J.s

Nights in white satin p.j.s worn

By me in our bed alone.

So hard to wake up now each morn,

Remembering I'm on my own.

These p.j.s were a gift from you,

And I gave you a matching pair

With lots of on and off we'd do

Through all those awesome nights we'd share.

But then there came that fateful day

And night when we were torn apart.

I am here and you are away,

Leaving me with a broken heart.

My white satin p.j.s now be

Covered in tear stains shed by me.