Thursday, 27 August 2009

She Makes Me Feel Home

She pured tenderness on an iced-body;
Cup after a cup;
A hostage for my innocence,
Whom I've been keeping safe,
From the bad hands;
A hostage welcomes my innocence,
With greeting and cherishing,
Admiring and caring;
Hugging until I feel baby;
Not only baby;
Not only a hug;
I felt cradling.
Like a baby;
Like home.

The 24th

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