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Bed Of Clouds
I will lay in a bed of clouds
With you, darling,
Surrounded by the drops of rain,
And wisps as they are lain,
Upon the earth below.
Feel the makings of snow
On our backs,
Your kisses divine,
Form the cold distracts.
Bed of Clouds
I have been told throughout my life
That I am too nice.
When I offer information to anyone, I try to offer it on a bed of clouds.
To gently set you down on.
I do this because I know what it’s like to be thrown down as a fastball straight onto a floor of concrete and then left there.
A hundred pieces of me that I still feel like I’m picking up, scattered all over the ground.
Broken bit of my arm goes here...
The chip of my ankle is across the room...
I still haven’t found where my heart landed and there is a significant chunk of my brain also missing.
Picking myself up and putting the fragments where they go as I continue on.
I find scraps of myself from time to time and I live as gracefully as I can. Not taking anything for granted, being grateful for what I have.
So I put people on beds of clouds.
I cannot tell if one persons concrete is the same as mine.
I do not see into their minds and I have not lived through their battles.
One person might see my slab of concrete as a meadow of flowers.
“Quite soft” They say to me-- Maybe they were expecting rolling hills.
I give them a cloud and they feel a ray of sunshine of their face or maybe a child’s laugh...
Dial it back. Take this other person.
I offer a cloud and they hit concrete. That same brutal concrete--my common friend.
Perhaps, after putting in some time and effort, I’ll know to offer them sunshine rather than clouds...This is what I do.
What I do might be different from another. Reasonably, the first person might offer the second person a bed of flowers--
(which was my concrete)
and the second person is slammed into a bed of nails.
Thoughtlessness. Left breathless. So much pain and I can feel it.
So I offer clouds.
My goal, is to leave my mark as smile lines on your face.
-TyLand
I would really love a coffee right now.
Laying in bed of clouds.
A change of view always gives me new perspective in life. Waking up and having the chance to witness the sun as it rises and the bed of clouds was totally priceless!
I Spend My Life Daydreaming,
That We Could Be Leaving it All Behind
Could You Imagine The Feeling
Of Making It Out And We Could Be Sleeping
On A Bed Made Of Clouds
Bed Of Clouds - Swift K.I.D
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