Pillow Talk © Poem by Roann Mendriq

Pillow Talk ©



Brand new linen,
Soft as silk;
Pure as snow and
Morning milk.

Freshly ironed,
White bedsheet;
Tuck the sides in,
Crisp and neat.

Plump the pillows,
Ease the frown;
Like cotton clouds,
Softest down;

Slink beneath the cool coverlet,
You made your bed, now lie in it!

Wednesday, August 28, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: sleep
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