Sunday, September 7, 2014

My Peace

The touch of your hot rugged hands on my shoulders
Making me feel safe and warm this cold winter night
Everything's right
I'm alright
You let the sharp harsh cool whip of wind from my mouth be easy like honey
Stroking my soft curly hair
I can stay wrapped up in your arms
You're my peace
My shooting star at dawn

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