Ode to My Pillow

Posted on 30. Jan, 2010 by in January

Oh clean and cool puff of perfection,
Pure white, an unblemished confection!

You sit there, a silent temptation-
My precious eight hour vacation.

Rarely you’re lumpy or twisted.
Consequently flipped over or fisted.

Deliciously gentle
(I’m so sentimental)
Oh Pillow, My Pillow Sublime!

The sight of you invokes a deep sigh.
The smell of you pulls closed my eyes.

A turn of my head and you call,
Inviting my body to fall,

Forgetting the day (oh so long),
Your pull has no strings, but is strong.

Deliciously gentle,
(Again, sentimental)
Oh Pillow, My Pillow Sublime!

One Response to “Ode to My Pillow”

  1. tala 8 February 2013 at 6:40 am #

    i love your ode :’D

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