Door of home always stays open,
It wouldn't shut you off behind
Welcome I whisper
With a warm hug
Do not be mistaken
Don't think I'll be any room of a hotel
I'm not a vacation
I'm the homeliest thing you'll ever feel
In a form of human.
YOU ARE READING
Blue Psychedelics
PoesíaI think I wasn't just tripping, The psychedelics that fed me Got a lover out of the universe.
