The slices as delicate as her hands
had aroma of her love
her eyes deep ocean
made me forget my space
I slept on her touch
and she loved to touch me.
The beckons to be free
I dealt with her *****
and tears were her answer
when I tore apart the bond.
I loved her
but needed my rightful home
among the stars.
Jan 2, 2018
Jan 2, 2018 at 8:30 AM UTC
The slices as delicate as her hands
had aroma of her love
her eyes deep ocean
made me forget my space
I slept on her touch
and she loved to touch me.
The beckons to be free
I dealt with her *****
and tears were her answer
when I tore apart the bond.
I loved her
but needed my rightful home
among the stars.
Like the last year, I begin this with a children's poem, or nearly one.
(https://hellopoetry.com/poem/1844700/cathy-and-the-spider/)
Happy New Year friends, I'm blessed to have your company.
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