Pillow
Pillow (10/4/23) I fluff up the pillow As if my fingers are flailing around In your long, flowy, curly dark hair. Adjusting its case, As if I’m readying To bring my hands to your face Bring your lips to mine For a long and passionate kiss. I hold the pillow late at night As if I were holding onto you. Snuggling it close, Pretending to hear and feel your breathing, your heart beat. And that you can feel mine As they become intertwined. I lie my head against the pillow As if it were your shoulder Because when the world can’t get colder, You’ll be so much warmer, My pillar of strength, my cocoon of comfort. And I will also be your holder. Previously mentioned. Hold me down, I’ll hold you down right back. I ride on top of the pillow As if I were riding on top of you. I’d make my best love with you. So many tingles… shivers… quivers… I will deliver. So many aches… shakes… quakes… I will wake thee. So many chills… spills… trills… My license to thrill. You’ll be dazed… ...