My comfort zone
Is by our tree.
Where I can laugh,
And just be me.
My comfort zone
Is in my bed.
Where I stay up late,
And rest my head.
My comfort zone
Is in the wild.
Where I am not,
A little child.
My comfort zone
Is with you.
Love, you don't know,
How I love you.
YOU ARE READING
Pulvis et Umbra
Poesíawe write our stories on the silver black clear canvasses of our lives these are my stories i build them so you can relate and perhaps we won't be so alone *** "I really love these poems. They help me find myself in worlds where there is no one lef...
