When The Ink Runs Dry All Is Lost

Thursday, February 26, 2009

Sleep

Your an angel
Gently sleeping
Peacefully you turn
And reach for me
I feel your finger tips
Touch my hips
Gently you pull me close
The warmth of your body
lulls me into a sleep
Safe and vulnerable
I sleep

2 Comments:

At 12:39 PM , Blogger Mommy Emily said...

beautiful.

 
At 7:35 PM , Blogger no body said...

they are pretty and sensable,i like them..
mehdi

 

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