Doris and Rock
my pillow has
become you
but you have
become my
pillow
soft but not
feathered down
shape shifting
to fit my girth
and width
spray some
of your
favorite
scent
and
then you send
me away but don't
push me away
befuddled
i only want
to
cuddle
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