How I long
To curl deep into the tunnels
Of the endless cradle
Scooped in swathes of silky cloth
That curves, handmade, around my body
Protecting me,
Leaving me safe and warm enough
To close my eyes and go to sleep
And dream of such places that
I am now
And feel the warmth
From no one,
Yet feel so soft and warm
Sheltered under duck-down clouds,
Fluffed and scattered
Over my sleeping curves
Oh...
I just want to go back to bed.
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Fleeting as a bird, you looked at me.
People think they are making you feel better when they tell you your dreams will come true. But everyone forgets nightmares are the works of dreams too..
Sleepless night; I blame you tomorrow when am late for work. Sleepless night; I hate you when I feel tired tomorrow. Sleepless night; I caused you when I gave in to that afternoon nap this afternoon.
Somewhere, there's someone who dreams of your smile....
Perception is based upon experience, but yet experience is based upon perception.
You already have it. You've just temporarily forgotten about it or, you just don't know it yet.
Person: You really do live in your own little world don't you. Me: Yes I do, it's much better than this Hellhole you call reality..
Forever the daydreamer..
Everyone on here is good a writer, whether it's writing phrases or writing a story. We're all good we just need an imagination and belief. When your writing no one can hold you back.
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