Pillows weren't made to look like hourglasses.

 

And we were dreaming of strong arms,

a sheltered home,

the ability to fold our bodies over a structured mold.

Soft,

inviting,

delicate to the touch.

Caressing satin cases,

that hid away our yearning cry outs for love,

but pillows weren't made to look like hourglasses,

and we never could get the shape to form.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I was reading a book called "Starcrossed" and I read a line in there "Then she felt him tense, as if he'd just realized that pillows weren't shaped like hourglasses." & this is where the inspiration came from. Enjoy! (Get the book! It's worth the read!) (^.-)

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