She is my world
warm and safe
here i lay again within
her sweet embrace
i breathe her in,
she smells like flowers
that grow in the snow
and trees swaying in the breeze
and like the birds
she sings to me,
so prettily
she shines like the moon
illuminated by the sun
and she laughs like a
chickadee, our backs pressed
against the dogwood tree
she is my world
Apr 11
Apr 11, 2026 at 1:07 PM UTC
She is my world
warm and safe
here i lay again within
her sweet embrace
i breathe her in,
she smells like flowers
that grow in the snow
and trees swaying in the breeze
and like the birds
she sings to me,
so prettily
she shines like the moon
illuminated by the sun
and she laughs like a
chickadee, our backs pressed
against the dogwood tree
she is my world
