-Happy Place-
The first and the last one
A welcome flash of thought
Wherever I may go
I’ll make it back to you
On days I don’t return
I’ll always find your kind
Or at least dream of you
Caressing my spent cells
Your lifeless static form
As loyal as can be
Is all I long after
On days of gloom and stress
On days I do return
You indeed are the first
And last thing that I feel
Massaging my weak frame.
You are my happy place.
(A song for my mattress)
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