Friday, 22 November 2013

My Place



You’ve held me in all my darkest turns.
You’re the comfort to which I continually resort.
You hide me when trials of fire come and burn.
With you lie my freshest tears and deepest thoughts.
This may be why I hold so fast to you, when I should be leaving instead.
And when I do, I’m yearning to be back, secured and warm. I long after you.
Bed.

1 comment:

  1. Kiddo, you are singing my song. Best moment of my day is climbing into bed!!!! My ship of dreams.

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