*My new favorite touch is
your finger tips tracing my palm.
And you don't know
that feeling - you've provided.
You've got me sheltered.
Constantly now,
I'm craving your hand in mine,
if only to feel
safe.
You're my bodyguard,
my protector.
Your gentle touches-
I'm afraid, they'll never be able to be replaced*
Aug 16, 2016
Aug 16, 2016 at 1:48 AM UTC
*My new favorite touch is
your finger tips tracing my palm.
And you don't know
that feeling - you've provided.
You've got me sheltered.
Constantly now,
I'm craving your hand in mine,
if only to feel
safe.
You're my bodyguard,
my protector.
Your gentle touches-
I'm afraid, they'll never be able to be replaced*
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