fluff

fluff

It woke up beside me,
Lying beside me.
It spent the whole night,
It never denies me.

fluff It up

It's always there
In the middle of the night.
I never argue,
It never fights.

fluff It up

It listens to my hopes and dreams,
And sometimes even my fears.
It lets me unleash all my urges,
And the choked back awful tears.

fluff It up

I hold it in my arms at night,
It's soft touch on my skin.
I love the soul It carries.
To describe It, where begin?

fluff It up

It lets me do whatever I want,
To It in the middle of the night,
Because It would never dream of moving,
Because in Its mind It knows I'm right.

fluff It up

I am grinding It.
I am pressuring It.
I don't want to do this,
Same things thought by It.

fluff It up

I am empty though,
It has emptied me.
It's an awkward silence.
How great immaculacy can be.

fluff It up

Immaculate It is.
Inanimate Its touch.
How great life can be,
When you only have to "fluff It up"

-Matthew Koutzun