I wish that I could reach
Into that heart of yours
And hold your soul
Unto my own
To keep it warm
And loved
In loving palms.
That I could hold you close
And tight awhile
Or brush your hair
And kiss your cheek...
Anything to make you smile
Friday, January 21, 2011
Reach
Posted by Oneiric at 5:13 PM
Labels: A Pretty Pixie, A Soft Love, Healing, The Stuff that Lasts, Weapons of Courage
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