My thoughts, cuddle her
as she always sleeps -
under my skin
a blanket
a comfort….. within
she is my morning
and my dream
because -
she's wrapped around
my heart
once made of stone
now a hearth
no-longer do I sit alone
as she's made me -
her home.
as she always sleeps -
under my skin
a blanket
a comfort….. within
she is my morning
and my dream
because -
she's wrapped around
my heart
once made of stone
now a hearth
no-longer do I sit alone
as she's made me -
her home.
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