the fog is safe, take me there, where the clouds hug the ground, reaching down to give me a taste of what it would feel like to leave his place. hold me tight and whisper in my ear, there’s nothing to fear of the night. render me weightless, made of warmth and light, as if i were floating through a dream and not a single fiber of my being was worried about just how solid i really am.
May 12, 2017
May 12, 2017 at 8:43 PM UTC
the fog is safe, take me there, where the clouds hug the ground, reaching down to give me a taste of what it would feel like to leave his place. hold me tight and whisper in my ear, there’s nothing to fear of the night. render me weightless, made of warmth and light, as if i were floating through a dream and not a single fiber of my being was worried about just how solid i really am.
