You tender hand,
held me gently.
Like a rosebud, not yet bloomed,
But as you held,
tenderly,
And caressed me everyday.
Watered and cared,
and watched for hours,
waiting for me to let you in.
I did.
For you alone I bloomed.
I let you know my deepest fears,
and my heart's desire.
But lately all you let me know,
Is that you let me down.
Apr 21, 2015
Apr 21, 2015 at 7:40 PM UTC
You tender hand,
held me gently.
Like a rosebud, not yet bloomed,
But as you held,
tenderly,
And caressed me everyday.
Watered and cared,
and watched for hours,
waiting for me to let you in.
I did.
For you alone I bloomed.
I let you know my deepest fears,
and my heart's desire.
But lately all you let me know,
Is that you let me down.
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