pulling me towards
you seems to be something
you were made to do
-so close , comfortable-
you enveloppe me in
your everything, to remind me
that you're not pretend.
you cradle my head
to your chest with your
big, strong hands
-so warm , safe-
i breathe in the
thump of your heart
with closed eyes.
its beautiful,
how you hold me
like a baby bird,
-so carefully , gently-
though you're the only
one who doesn't mind how
delicate i really am.
Jun 12, 2013
Jun 12, 2013 at 12:16 AM UTC
pulling me towards
you seems to be something
you were made to do
-so close , comfortable-
you enveloppe me in
your everything, to remind me
that you're not pretend.
you cradle my head
to your chest with your
big, strong hands
-so warm , safe-
i breathe in the
thump of your heart
with closed eyes.
its beautiful,
how you hold me
like a baby bird,
-so carefully , gently-
though you're the only
one who doesn't mind how
delicate i really am.
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