My happiest memories, seem to be
Light peeking through the splits of the curtains
Simplicity in its beauty
Of the sun kissed morning.
Sleep dazed , in the distance I hear creaking
From the tiny window of the wind
Unexplainable comfort in our shared body heat.
Dec 23, 2016
Dec 23, 2016 at 5:25 PM UTC
My happiest memories, seem to be
Light peeking through the splits of the curtains
Simplicity in its beauty
Of the sun kissed morning.
Sleep dazed , in the distance I hear creaking
From the tiny window of the wind
Unexplainable comfort in our shared body heat.
I must have been happy writing this
