Cry.Black.Tears

The Perfect Place to Sleep

Posted on: March 10, 2010

Close your eyes and just imagine
a meadow full of daisies
dancing in the breeze.
You curl up on the grass
and the blades tickle your nose
while the wind strokes your cheek.

That is the perfect place to sleep.

The meadow full of daisies
dancing in the breeze
every nook and cranny
tailor-made for me.
Every bump and hollow
all part of my memory
I gave a sigh of content
and listened to the wind echo it.

Oh, what a perfect place to sleep.

My meadow full of daisies
dancing in the breeze.
However did I find you,
in this jungle of weeds?
Can you feel my heartbeat
when I curl up to sleep
I imagined I heard yours thumping
oh yes I really did.

I found the perfect place to sleep.

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