If my pillow could speak,
It would tell tales of my deformed heart,
And how many a nights i would soak it in saline emotions,
Every time i recall how those i loved hurt me,
If it had hands it would comfort me with genuine hugs,
For it's the only true friend i have...My pillow listens.
If my pillow could speak,
It would narrate my sweetest memories,
Like the first time my virgin lips learned how to whisper to the soul through a kiss,
It would remind me how dreamy my eyes were,
When in it's presence i vowed to love him unconditionally,
The sheets and covers enveloped us in passion,
But the pillow talk helped me decide that he's worth it.
If my pillow could speak,
It would encourage me to fulfill my dreams,
To go after what i believe in,
Diminishing fear from my path to happiness and success,
My pillow has witnessed my dreams handed to me by my guardian angels at night,
It is proud of it's task of holding this great mind at all times.
*Saline emotions means tears*
2 comments:
If my pillow could speak
It would tell me to stop drooling on it every night.
Wow... different light to look at things. I like...
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