You are my beacon of light
Mixed and scattered amongst the seams
Of the bedding that belies my tranquility.
I know you prefer to be in his dark room.
But please don’t wake me from these dreams.
Jan 7, 2020
Jan 7, 2020 at 7:46 PM UTC
You are my beacon of light
Mixed and scattered amongst the seams
Of the bedding that belies my tranquility.
I know you prefer to be in his dark room.
But please don’t wake me from these dreams.