time spent free at home

sew my tender heart up with a little pin

deep red cotton


gentle serenades filling the corners of my room

softly singing


silky white fur and petite padded paws

quietly pattering


knitted, cream cosy cardigan

keeping me all toastie


swirling dark brown coffee

just 1 sweetener


darling, protect my heart

it can't go breaking


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