The telephone message

Ring! ring! ring.....
Hello!, my thoughts are with you .... hope you're sleeping well, are you holding your pillow close to you? jealous I am of it feeling you touching you.... doing things I should do....
for it is your Pillow tonight that molds itself around you.

If I could be the sheets that covers your soft body from head to feet
I would wrap around you like your skin holds your flesh.
while you indulge in your dream are you sharing it with me?

How I wished to be just one of your snores that awaken you,
shaken you before you enter back in to your sleep and dream some more.

To be your mattress would crown me a king, molding your shapely body around each and every spring, for when you toss I catch you, when you turn
I steer you back into that comfort zone,

My spring shaped hands holding your body in every place imagine, you roll I roll, we roll, you stretch, I stretch, we stretch .. for your mattress you trust to keep you safe as you ease into unconsciousness.

Let me be the carpet under your feet in the morning, gracefully not, for out of your slumber you will stumble to get to your feet, yet you have confidence that the soles of your feet will meet the warmth of a carpeted floor; How blessed will your carpet be just to mold itself under your feet.

when morning comes the sun will rise at the glimsp of your sleepy eyes, tomorrow will be yours.... and I hope what you do with it will include my body and soul...for you all ready have my mind.

Good night my love