Tonight there is no one
To lay my head upon
and let out worries.
Stars stare pale
through the window.
The moon gazes down
with an uncaring gaze.
The wind swoons
the same lonely songs.
But I have my pillow
soft lover.
It gives in gently
to my face
soaks in tears
and gives warmth
when it is cold.
The pillow absorbs me
as I fall in dreams
of the lovers
that I do not go without
in illusions.
In a list
A contest entry
- Make me cry....options =] and PW allowed :D by Leila.
900 points, ended May 17, 45 entries
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