Midnight Fortress

Positioned in the same spot,
protector of the night.
Soft, black fur surrounds me,
keeps me secure. Warm.
I feel comfortable beneath you.
Safe as a kingdom behind its castle.
You smell of home,
candles and home-cooked food,
memories that have been collected.
My panic, my stress, my nerves
slip away as I’m wrapped inside.
The amount of tears you have felt,
the amount of cries you have heard.
A black sea of soft fabric,
therapy without words.

Jodie Boast

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