Cotton

I rubbed

My toes

On the linens

Of my sleep

The warmth

Of your skin

Democratized

The coldness

Of my sheets

Dreaminess

Pulls me away from dreams

Anxious Raindrop

A raindrop perched on a throne of fluff,

Alas! This throne had had enough!

Thunder! Rain! Oh yes, it drained

The weight it held with so much love.

The raindrop fell, utterly confused

Jittering along a jettisoned path.

Missing the skies (as the skies missed it)

Anxious about the ground's wrath.

The ground prepared, protruding its plans --

Jagged rocks primed for abrasive attacks.

Slitting the rain with one quick swoop

Imprisoning waters in enslaved cracks.

The wind however had different plans --

Nudging the raindrop to Brownian bliss,

The ground was then so far away,

Anxiety? Far, far, further, amiss.

And even when the raindrop reached,

Its brethren pooled to receive The One

Embraced by puddles of liquid tact,

Our dethroned raindrop had finally

Won.

(True victory though, was not its fate

But conquering fear of Fear itself.

For when unbeknownst ends await

Oh li'l one, you musn't dwell)