Rolled into perfection,
Stacked and beautiful.
Loved for the sake of loving,
And wanting to be needed.
Torn. Between two places,
Both of which are home.
Not knowing what to expect;
Not expecting what is known.
Jul 26, 2011
Jul 26, 2011 at 9:59 AM UTC
Rolled into perfection,
Stacked and beautiful.
Loved for the sake of loving,
And wanting to be needed.
Torn. Between two places,
Both of which are home.
Not knowing what to expect;
Not expecting what is known.
This is from a series of poems I wrote in 2003.