She hears my words albeit unsaid.
She knows all what’s in my head.
She shares my dreams and worst nightmares.
She wipes my tears and rubs my hair.
She surrenders in my hands, she's always there.
With her flabby body, and old pale clothes,
my pillow,
she will always be that close.
I really enjoyed the mood and depth in your story, it paints such vivid imagery.
It made me think how powerful it could be as a visual piece or c0mic.
I’m involved in visual storytelling, and your work caught my attention.
Let me know if you’d like to connect.