Morning

A book for breakfast,
this song as my soundratck
my pillows?
my fortress
protecting me from the world of logic out there
I love this company
of books,
and silences,
of old songs I’ve grown to love-
and many times, I loved his as much as this
Simple things
Don’t ask for much
But for a little time
to share
like this,
moments
maybe
with you.

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