Head Hits Pillow

When your head hits your pillow, oh what a delight,

The worries of the day begin to fade out of sight.

The softness and comfort, a tranquil embrace,

As you enter a dreamland, a serene, peaceful space.

The weight of the world, on your weary shoulders,

Slowly whispers away, as night's magic unfolds.

The gentle lullaby of the rustling leaves,

Soothes your restless mind, as it softly weaves.

The pillow becomes a haven, where dreams come alive,

A sanctuary of slumber, where imaginations thrive.

Embracing you tenderly, in its cottony embrace,

Guiding you to a realm where time and space erase.

Deepest desires awaken, like stars in the night,

Unleashing in dreams, a wondrous flight.

Whispers of secrets only your soul knows,

Unfolding tales of adventures as it freely flows.

The pillow becomes a witness to your unspoken fears,

Absorbing your tears and calming your quivering tears.

A steadfast companion, through thick and through thin,

Cradling your head, when darkness closes in.

When your head hits your pillow, let the dreams take flight,

Escape to a realm where your soul can ignite.

Rest in its gentle presence, as it holds you tight,

For when your head hits your pillow, everything feels right.

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