A Linen Universe
Today we can get lost in my bed.
We can build a fortress of pillows and sheets.
Today we can think up whole worlds beneath my blankets,
Worlds with people who have lives that I cannot yet imagine.
Maybe if we get lost there we might find someone I could be.
Then when we leave,
Maybe,
If we leave,
It will no longer be pretend.
Copyright © Rachel Maran | Year Posted 2007
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