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My Tender Friend
Looking at you is a bless
Listening to you is a joy
Losing you
Is a tragedy
That tends to destroy my brain
In my imagination
I saw me like a stubborn hero
Surfing the world
Looking for you
But soon get tired
to return back home
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To imagine that you suddenly
Descended from the unknown
To share me my bottle
Or a cup of coffee
And watch TV with me
I saw you listening to what I say
While I was reading the legends
And absorbing
The symphony in your wide eyes
We spoke to each other at the same time
Alright,
That is what lovers do most of the time
You were trying your best to rhythm
While I was spending my mind to rhyme
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The next lovely morning
And before
I open my eyes
I felt like hugging you
Kissing you
Expressing my love to you
In a warm way
But you didn't sigh
As I expected you to do
When I opened my eyes
I discovered that you are
Nothing but a pillow!
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I spent last night
Flirting with a pillow
***
I looked at the face of the pillow
And as if I read in it:
Life is a dream
And no matter what you do
You will never get anywhere
So, enjoy your
Books, booze, songs
And when you get the fatigue
come to sleep
With your old friendly tender pillow.
