Cradle You
Safe, weak, vulnerable, all the things I feel when you
Place your hand upon my chest.
Your cold soft hands lead by your big warm smile
It reminds me how it feels when it's mended.
Play with me, then lay with me and use it to cradle your head while you rest.
With my arm around you, I want you to feel safe, weak, vulnerable, but knowing
The worst of it, like the day, has ended.
-Alexis-
Sep 28, 2014
Sep 28, 2014 at 2:15 AM UTC
Cradle You
Safe, weak, vulnerable, all the things I feel when you
Place your hand upon my chest.
Your cold soft hands lead by your big warm smile
It reminds me how it feels when it's mended.
Play with me, then lay with me and use it to cradle your head while you rest.
With my arm around you, I want you to feel safe, weak, vulnerable, but knowing
The worst of it, like the day, has ended.
-Alexis-
This is just a pattern of LOOOOOOVE for love
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