Swirling bed sheets that I hide under
Bed too warm for leaving
Lazy eyes when night brings slumber
Silent all through evening
Gentle comfort whose hands embrace
Open pillow whose simple grace
Helps guide my face to find its place
At least through night I’m breathing
onsdag 4. februar 2009
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