Author Hiroaki Sato Even if I had to sleep alone for a hundred days, a hundred nights, why in the world should I want someone's husband for the night? From evening till midnight would be good, but at daybreak, when the rooster calls, my bed would be desolate. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments