I have fallen asleep now,
so i am tucking myself in
to you giant, goose-feathered bed
my face sinks into your kind
white
pillows.
They smell like the back of your neck.
Your bed is large and lonely
and my small mass streams warmth that
prickles through the silken threads of the sheets
- liquid love particles permeate
I am a winsome occupant of your heart.
And now, times for pillow fights have ceased
and all the whispering has gone silent.
Although you cannot hear me,
I slumber deeply in your thoughts.
my breath hums with your heartbeat.
I will never slip away;
my eyes are eternally shut.
I am your tangible keep-sake,
a throbbing crystal orb
nestled with in the fortress of your memory.
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2 comments:
this poem is powerful, intensy its just amaze and very powerful word, and i wonder what inspired you? anyway you are talented hey
Thank you!
This poem is about undying love. It can be viewed romantically or otherwise but the "bed" is a metaphor for "your" (undistinguished recipient) heart. The "I" in the poem is leaving (I intended death, but could one could presume otherwise)and "I" is reassuring "you" that she/he will always be in "your" bed... even though "I" am sleeping forever now.
That was awfully confusing, but if you just get the basic metaphor, then the rest is up to interpretation.
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