Safe Space

I need serotonin so serenade me
Let me slip away into a soft dream sleeping soundly , crossing the threshold of your apothecary
You're my medicine
Be my Sunday afternoon in the sun warmed spot on the bed
My safest space
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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