Did you ever fall into a puffy big fluffy pillow,
Greeting your back as gravity commands you
And wraps around your entirety?
That moment where all you see is cushion:
Soft and safe is all that you feel
And you hear the rush of air passing you by.
For an instant there is nowhere else,
There is nowhen else, time has stopped
And you wish the moment would never end.
But all too soon you are aware
That you still lie among chaos
And you pretend the pillow is your shield.
Jumping from pillow to pillow
Tring to hide from the world
And you know it’s not real
I wish I could only hear the rush of air passing me by,
My vision obscured by the comforting cocoon
And to feel someone wrapped around me.
Copyright © Ijm seven | Year Posted 2017
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