{Poetry}: Day 27: Your Favorite Place

That moment when you’re about to fall asleep,
where you’re hovering between reality and dreams,
your eyelids are heavy, yet you can feel his arms wrapped
around you holding you as tightly as a secret.

The way his body curls around yours and you think
absolutely nothing can harm you or your beloved.
The way his head tucks into your hair and he inhales,
and the big, bad world disappears forever as you sleep.



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