Sometimes late at night when I can't sleep I imagine myself buried in your chest and your presence gives me a familiar security that lulls me to bed.
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2019 Poem Journal
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My Own Lullaby
Sometimes late at night when I can't sleep I imagine myself buried in your chest and your presence gives me a familiar security that lulls me to bed.
