lays
gently between
my cage...
ribbed
in bone.
Combed with jaws
of
soft, sinful, slight
of hand
me your soul
survived the stoning
of ALL the words
they threw foolishly
thinking they were only
sticks....
and stones,
may
break my bones....
But,
IT
will always hear me.
Jun 13, 2015
Jun 13, 2015 at 3:13 AM UTC
lays
gently between
my cage...
ribbed
in bone.
Combed with jaws
of
soft, sinful, slight
of hand
me your soul
survived the stoning
of ALL the words
they threw foolishly
thinking they were only
sticks....
and stones,
may
break my bones....
But,
IT
will always hear me.
