Longing. Exhausted. Last breaths before sleep. There, just further than I could crawl with damaged wrists and weary calves, there are those three pillows I need in order to sleep comfortably. Three soft words I need to lay my head upon in order to dream. Fear not their manufacturing, I beg your vision in seeing these three pillows were custom built for us. Others may lay their heads down, their necks will kink. When we lay down with these words paradise will visit us behind our eyelids. For now I will keep yours clean. I will lay on 'I' and see what dreams paradise has performing in the lobby. Ah, a string quartet!
Wednesday, July 18, 2012
Pillows
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