You feel like home
After a week's long vacation
You feel like a warm blanket
After the first season's chill
And on the darkest of days,
When the sun sets before five,
Your smile alone
Lights up the night sky
Bringing new life to this city
And warmth in my chest.
YOU ARE READING
thoughts never said
Poetrythe anxious mind is a twisted place to stay. with no escape, thoughts build and build until one day... the dam breaks lowercase intentional
