Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Aug 2014
My perfect happy place
is somewhere in between
your inner arm and chest:
a place I call my pocket.

Here, I tuck away all the
bad thoughts, insecurities,
tears and restlessness and
am relaxed by the scent of
you, so close to me.
k
Written by
k  USA
(USA)   
682
   ANDthenY
Please log in to view and add comments on poems