Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Apr 2010
My chest was forged for your head to rest on
Made by a blacksmith with the best intentions
Your head seems light, made so by affection
Which grows each time I catch your faults
Written by
Julie Slonecki
3.4k
   kelly rai, juston mayes and HEK
Please log in to view and add comments on poems