Van Damien
Babyface
You
You have primped
the pillows of my years
gently laid my aching head
on this lovingly prepared
funereal bed
a mattress of memories
stuffing tufting like
a favourite old bear
tucked in
under a duvet of dust
an eiderdown
of unselfish trust
muffling sensations
softening a solitude
of slipping
slipping
You have primped
the pillows of my years
gently laid my aching head
on this lovingly prepared
funereal bed
a mattress of memories
stuffing tufting like
a favourite old bear
tucked in
under a duvet of dust
an eiderdown
of unselfish trust
muffling sensations
softening a solitude
of slipping
slipping