The Dent on my Pillow

Dove

The moonlight keeps me company 

the velvet darkness is my friend

In the early hours of the morning 

when thoughts of you never seem to end

 

The stars up in the sky softly glisten

Like the sparkle in your eyes 

As the  moonlight patiently listens

To the silent whispers in the sky 

 

The answers my soul seeks to know 

while my heart seems to deny

Why I lay awake talking to the moon 

As the lonely  hours pass me by

 

The dent on your pillow is still there 

from days gone by

I imagine you'll return to me

But I realize it's just a lie

 

As the night fades and the stars hide 

the moonlight waves goodbye 

The sunlight paints your pillow

And once again  I cry

 

 

 

  • Author: Dove (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 17th, 2020 11:15
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments4

  • jarcher54

    Very touching... we've pretty much all known that dent on the pillow. Nothing will ever fix it, but the experience makes us stronger and more grateful for other blessings that come along. Thanks for sharing this little vignette. I wonder if I'll be able to sleep tonight!

    • Dove

      Awe you are most welcome!

    • Goldfinch60

      Very emotive write Melissa, may the stars always shine for you.

      Andy

      • Dove

        Hehe! This is Dove, thanks again Andy!

      • Neville


        missing a lover never hurt so bad .. well writ RB ...................... N x

      • Dove

        Thanks again dear one! Best to you!



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