Lost n my own space 💕

Minding my own business on a park bench, in a public place

And the racket around about me is like a raucous rat race

Awww but within that blink of an eye, I am lost in my own space

Haha those cogs are a’churning inside that old noggin’ of mine

Blotting out all that botheration and yon whinging wine

Spiralling my sentences, I am floating on cloud nine

Sitting underneath that big old currant bun, I feel so fine

I could be a million miles away on a deserted distant shore

As I taste that salty surfy sea, and listen to the oceanic roar

Huh nothing around about me bothers me anymore

I am lost in my own space, and a place that I adore ❤️