I lay my hands on you; fingers intertwined
as if I am about to utter a prayer
The sky outside is quite blue
but I wish it was a little grayer
Wrapped with disinfected white sheet
you tiny, soft thing yellow
Within your fluffy stuffing
surely are spaces, you surely are hollow
You have witnessed how my muscles twitch
whenever I sleep, whenever I hallucinate
That crazy morphine side effect
is just really hard to eliminate
You've heard my scream, you felt my fear
You heard my heartbeat sound clear
I am grateful you don't deflect
the palpable sensation from one closer than near
As I fall into a deep, deep slumber
you are my sole company
I hope someday you'd learn to sing a song
that you may hum me a melody
Estrellita Dedel
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/talking-to-a-pillow-inside-room-22/
