The beckoning sanctuary
Of balmy space.
Four walls of freedom.
It ain't big
But size ain't everything.
It's mine
For me to define
To haphazardly create
To purposefully shape.

The tantalizing selection
Of sublime sounds
That surround
Me in my space
Revolving and moving
Nakedly prancing.

To reflect upon
Another crazy day
To scurry arround
Or chill out sofa-bound
It don't matter

No pesky phones,
No people, no moans.
Just me
In my space.