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White Noise
I slip into slumber to the sounds of thunder
Digitally rumbling into my soul
While the ebb and flow of distant rain
Trickles against eardrums like drip drops down old paint
My thoughts are softly whispered to sleep
Into the land of the soothing deep
And the image of her smile I tenderly keep
Close to the heart of my memory
Letting it steep like a calming tea
Hopefully to percolate into my dreams.
Digitally rumbling into my soul
While the ebb and flow of distant rain
Trickles against eardrums like drip drops down old paint
My thoughts are softly whispered to sleep
Into the land of the soothing deep
And the image of her smile I tenderly keep
Close to the heart of my memory
Letting it steep like a calming tea
Hopefully to percolate into my dreams.
Published 25th Jun 2015
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25th Jun 2015 5:49pm
I love this Sammy. If she can block out that noise she's a goddess. Hang onto her by any means necessary. Sometimes an image and words are enough. Try valerian, by the way. That helps put me down.
27th Jun 2015 1:22pm
