A place where you are absolutely calm, confident and feel the necessary comfort. Your pier, dock and port, where you return with cargo or with an empty, broken heart.
We return home, to our bed, where, wrapped up, we try to fall asleep. We return to the one on whose chest we lay our head, covered with an arm, drowning in the caresses of stroking.
Your pier, your rescue vessel and your dock – a place or more often a person with whom you stop thinking and worrying, because right now next to you… nothing threatens you and nothing will hurt you. Here everything is for you, for you and on your terms. Where is your pier?
Рубрика: Мысли