My Pillow

organic cotton
earned, not just bought
snuggly and slightly puffed
off white with the light blue cover
you lay loyal on the bed
caressing my hair
massaging my neck
knowing just the way I swear
you hold more than my head
soaked today with tears
you are dear
witnessing 
my dreams, my insomnia
my learning, unlearning
my brilliance you bare
flakes of my wounds
you have soaked with those tears
and through poetry
that you have whispered
into my ears
you are healing me
teaching 
the sleeping me
holding the cure unaware

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