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Hearing her now
Her words layed down on the bed of my mind
Soft pillows
A muted thud
on tumbled sheets.
They drifted
lazy
steady rain
On my bedroom window
During a peaceful
Dark
milky night.
The moon seeping through
Just peeking in
To watch me curl around each soft word
Like a baby in the womb
Soft pillows
A muted thud
on tumbled sheets.
They drifted
lazy
steady rain
On my bedroom window
During a peaceful
Dark
milky night.
The moon seeping through
Just peeking in
To watch me curl around each soft word
Like a baby in the womb
Published 8th Jan 2014
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