our four corners

if my world
was made up
of only,

a four post bed
with crisp white sheets,
a warm Pacific
morning breeze,
a fresh breakfast,
strong coffee,
and your softness
waking beside me,

i’d call off the search. i’d be a traveller no more. i’d restore my faith in everything good, and just live in that moment every single fucking day.

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