Dreams Downy Touch
Her pillow heard the sighs
as her dream elevated her high...
above the grays into the blue
where billowing thoughts of you reside
Tangled in sheets of what had been
wrapping her tightly in thoughts of when
a gray rainy day meant sleeping in
caressing in moments that lovers spin
While the pillows crease of dreams delight
scores the face of her missing plight
Each downy feathered touch reminder
makes her world a little bit kinder
©Debra Squyres
2014 12/31
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