In His Bed ❤

In His Bed ❤
This is where peace thrives.
The scent of the man loving & protecting me;
Imprisoned in his covers, gladly.
Red, like my healthy, clean heart.
The same colors of my nails.
Chipped away after a long day of work. I wear this color gracefully!
It looks good on me.
Love looks good on me!
THIS is where i'm meant to be.
I am happy & all of my love is reciprocated.
I can finally throw out the old colors of red;
Anger & blood from being mentally, emotionally & physically abused.
Real love lives here. In this blanket, In those arms.
Only poetry can describe a moment Such as this; pure bliss